Yes, I’m reading Tampa by Alissa Nutting and it’s as disconcerting as I expected. I guess it’s this generations’s Lolita.

American Apparel fold-over clutch. Cheap. Cheerful. Orange. I bought this piece at the AA store on Bleecker Street. I seem to be immune to AA in Australia, but each time I go to NYC, I end up there and I succumb to ‘stuff’. It’ll probably last two years max before the zip falls off or the seams give way, but that’s OK. That’s what fast fashion is all about.

Skullcandy Roc Nation Aviator headphones in white. Cool as. Sounds good. And -this makes me giggle- they keep my ears warm these winter mornings. Win.

Yu-Be Moisturizing Skin Cream. Is it more effective than any other moisturiser I’ve ever used? I don’t know. But I love the camphor in this product. The 33g tube is a handy size and has been living in my handbag lately.


Scar Tssue

I started Scar Tissue last weekend. After a few days of reading about the prodigious drug-taking behaviour of Mr A. Kiedis – first spliff at 12; cocaine at 14 (via a needle, no less!); heroin, ah, I lost track; alcohol was merely a minor interest – and we hadn’t even gotten to the music yet! – I was exhausted!

I only mention this because the thought struck me this morning that my self-imposed non-alcohol periods seem to coincide with reading or viewing which features the extremes in human behaviour and, specifically, the consumption of intoxicating substances.

And I’m feeling the weekend nudging me a little in the side. Time to remind myself: I’ll be good. I’ll be very, very, good. My hair is straight, not curly, therefore I don’t have a curl right in the middle of my forehead. Therefore, I think I’m safe. (Do these self-pep talks work, generally, I wonder…?)


Listening: Interlude With Ludes by Them Crooked Vultures


Gone Girl

 I kinda lost a couple of days there. Totally unintended, of course, but I was gone, girl! I know I’m a bit late to the party, Gillian Flynn’s book Gone Girl has been out for some time. But I wasn’t doing much reading last year. Anyway.

If you want something easy to read, but at the same time hooks you in with its twists and turns, this is it. And talk about screwed up human beings. Fictional, of course, I know, but still–!

I finished it last night – well past my bedtime by the time I clicked the iPad shut – but I think the sleep deprivation was worth it.

If it hadn’t been for the pesky little thing of having to go to work, I would’ve gotten to the end sooner, I’m sure. (I was a little disappointed by the ending. Anyone else feel the same?)


reading and sipping

Some evenings, all you want to do is get home and veg out with some reading and a cuppa.

I missed all of the 29C Indian summer day today.

What’s new? (Jilll Stark’s book is excellent, by the way; I can relate to almost everything I’ve read so far. And I’m 80% certain I’m going to extend the non-drinking for at least another three months.)



A friend called just as I was hitting the home-straight, with something I’d picked up from the supermarket for dinner. “Do you want to meet for dinner?” she asked.

Besides the fact that I was almost home (Umm, a bit of notice would’ve been helpful?), I was simply in a reading mood: Vanity Fair article via Flipboard on the iPad; the (sydney) magazine; Monocle Mediterraneo*; and (gasp!) a tree book (which shall remain unnamed because it’s shrink-recommended ‘homework’).

So, the answer was no.


* Speaking of which, it got to 32C in Sydney today. It’s only Spring! No, I’m not complaining. I love it!


My essential daytime eye cream is the DDF with its SPF 15. Whether or not I leave the house, this goes on every morning because the apartment can be a bit of a sun-trap at certain times of the day. I’m not complaining, I love it – the sunshine, I mean. (I need it.) But I love it more with the sun protection factor.

I never used to be bothered much about eye cream, only began using it a few years ago, but now it goes on religiously, daily. We all know that the best protection against ageing (eeks, wrinkles!) is SPF. So this eye cream is perfect.

If I had one gripe, however, and I must – to keep things interesting! – it would be that here, we pay AUD74.95 whereas purchased in Stateside it is USD52. My tube was purchased by a pilot friend when he was in Houston but I did see it on sale as well on Strawberrynet for AUD47 (I just checked the site again but the product isn’t available at this time).

In other news, I couldn’t decide whether to flip pages or ‘press play’ on the weekend…

From the top: Bill Cunningham New York (DVD) ; The Woody Allen Collection Volume III (Purple Rose of Cairo, Manhattan, Hannah and Her Sisters) (DVD – set of 3); The Fundamentals of Typography (Ambrose and Harris) (book); and Monocle June 2012 issue (magazine).


So… confession time. On two counts.

First confession: since moving house in late-April, I’ve been struggling with reading. Now that I’m living within walking distance of the office, there’s no longer the opportunity to read on the bus. And then it took about six weeks to get the internet at home sorted – unbelievable, I know! – meaning that every time I turned on the iPad to read, I got that annoying message: “It has been x weeks since you’ve backed up this device. Please do the necessary blah blah blah. Otherwise your iPad will explode the next time you switch it on. Don’t say we didn’t warn you!” (OK, maybe not. But I think you get the gist.)

Seriously. It just turned me off the reading thing. Nor could I be bothered to go back to tree-books. About three weeks ago, I did pick up an old paperback, Brass by Helen Walsh, which I loved when I first read, and still love as I discovered this time around. But that was it. It’s quite incredible to think that I’ve hardly been reading for all this time.

Last weekend, I decided the only way to get back to it was to go for something easy, frivolous and outrageous. Guess which title I picked? (Does my facial expression give you any hints?)

Second confession: THIS…!! (Please don’t judge me.)

If you have read it, what did you think of it? Did you find it titillating, cringeworthy or funny? Or all three?