Smaggle

I hate summer. It’s a ridiculous season. Everyone talks shite about how much they love summer and when it gets here everyone complains about hot it is, how they can’t sleep, they can’t exercise, their air conditioning is broken… blah, blah, freakin’, blah.

Unlike the rest of the world, I have a functioning memory and I hate summer all year round. Aside from the fact that my brain shuts down when the temperature gets above 30 degress I also find it really difficult to dress well in summer. It’s all too… bare for me. I love a good layering experience and summer kills it.

This picture from the Sartorialist makes me crave winter. Clean, clear skin, thick wool, scarves, gloves… I truly am a baby of the cold.

Who agrees?

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx

P.S A friend of Mr Smaggle’s was doing some modelling in Europe and was telling me about it over cappuccinos at the lake. He was all ’The photographer was quite famous I think… do you know Scott Shuman? The Sartorialist…?’

My reply? ‘Yes. Yes, I do know Scott Shuman…’*head quietly explodes*

* Spilled an entire soy iced latte on the floor of Fossil, the watch store in the Canberra Centre. Nothing in particular happened. I didn’t trip, lose my grip or knock it over. I just… stopped holding it. Loser.

* Trying out the new Wii Fit program I entered a phantom piece of sponge cake into my calorie log that I never actually ate, I just wanted to test the calorie counting gauge. The stupid thing is that it is still entered in there as 380 calories that I’m supposed to burn off everyday and I CAN’T STOP UNTIL I’VE DONE IT. I haven’t even eaten the bloody thing but I keep forgetting to delete it and by the time I’ve started my work out… well… I’m committed. Type A personality at it’s worst.

* Substituted egg for tahini when making vegan zucchini fritters. They are not even in the same realm of food. I don’t know what I was thinking.

* Not using insect repellent on New Year’s Eve. I’m a walking itch machine.

* Applying sunscreen approximately one second before getting into the ocean. Cue one hour of squinty eyed swimming.

What about you lover? Anything stoopid you’ve done this week and would like to share?

Love Lady Smaggle

xxx