Right, so I feel like a have a bajillion things to say here so I’m just going to go the bullet point route:
- This humidity is not good for the Irish. I am a frizzy, sweaty mess and I know I’m not alone. The vast majority of us struggle in this “close” weather, and I therefore despise any people I see floating along in beautiful dresses free of dampness with glossy locks bouncing in the breeze. I want to sit on a bench with a fan pointed at my face and throw rocks at them while eating a Tangle Twister. (And yes, I know they’re called “Twisters” now but this old dog refuses to learn that new trick). Who’s with me? Adding to the sweaty/frizzy disaster is the fact that I’m peeling. Last week I arrived home from Ibiza glowing, exclaiming “I’m so brown!” every five minutes. Now, with every bit of skin that expelled from my body a tear falls from my sweaty eye as I kiss that dream goodbye. But hey, at least it’s sunny right?!?
- In a moment of what I can only assume was humidity induced insanity this morning, I bought a pair of shorts. I’m wearing them at the moment. They are khaki. I’m not sure about them. As a girl who is closer to 18 than 8 when it comes to size I’m not sure if I’m breaking some kind of rule in getting my thighs out for all to see. They are comfortable though…oh God, have I reached the stage in my life where I dress for comfort?!?
- I walked by this vespa today and had to stop to take a picture. Want. Now. It’s neon orange and from 1992. What could be better than that?
- I like swinging. [insert obvious joke here] While in Ibiza I had a grand auld swing at about 4am in a children’s playground and am considering sneaking around the corner to the neighbourhood playground tonight for a go. It’s a cheap thrill people, and in this economy it’s exactly what we need.
SAVAGE!!!!!! blog Laydee Mc Sharry.! (“,)
Have missed your takes and openness while ya were away.
Swinging is the BEST!!!!! there was a swing in the back garden of my gaf in Dublin this year.
could NOT get enough of that shiz.!!
I thoroughly enjoyed this post, and also 100% agree with your point on humidity…I am sick of waking up sticky and hot before the day even begins! As for shorts, I don’t think I’m brave enough quite yet, but I am very very tempted by those 1950s style ones…could you call them culottes? I think you could. Culottes could be the way to go…is that even how you spell culottes? Right, googled, yes it is. x