
Thanks for all your lovely birthday messages, dudes. Really sweet! I had several things that I meant to post today but my brain is candyfloss after a day of shopping and wine. Plus I got champagned at my first ever fashion show, the AIU graduate show, which I will hopefully write up today for Catwalk Genius, if I get my brain in gear.
I've got tickets to go and see the Sex and The City film this evening. Are you all going to see it? I love New York and I love fashion and grew up with the series throughout my twenties so I've got a certain fond attachment to it. It was always candid, clever and funny and I thought the girls were feminists, to some extent. But the reviews of this film suggest that they've relinquished all that and it's a howler. (This review in particular is hilarious.) I'm going to counter the obscene indulgence of going to see it by watching something really highbrow and intense over the weekend. Maybe a nice bit of Derek Jarman.
So yeah, I'm frankly claiming today as birthday, too, and going for a ginormous swim to swim off yesterday's excesses. Then a bit more shopping. Have a brilliant weekend, a long one if you're in the UK, wooooOOOOooooooot! (See. Brain. Candyfloss.) (And sorry for the second ME picture in a row. This is me blowing out my candles last night. The J stands for my middle name, Juliet.)
Psst: if you are in London on June 5th, there is a screening of Sex and The City 2 being shown at the Everyman Cinema in Hampstead to raise funds for the Great Ormond Street Hospital. Might be a good way to watch the film with conscience! Tickets £28.50, including bubbly, cake and amazing raffle prizes! Buy them here. GIRLS ONLY.