Last night was a blur of vodka soda limes, tight black dresses, long curls, highlighted shoulders, incredible potato salad, comfy wedges, the sweetest baby shoes, vybz kartel jokes, too many cheek kisses, bad music, even worse dancing, laughter, sleeping in a 0 ballon in the taxi, eating the icing off the cake, Victoria Secret toilet breaks and putting pyjamas on backwards.

Right now, I'm loving pâté on crusty bread, subkissed skin, caramel low lights, chargrilled king prawns, blush cheeks, baby breath flowers by the bed, wicker basket storage, good fitting thin t shirts and deep v cuts, summer block sandals, bright Mexicana clutch bags, black faced watches. 

We're picking garden furniture and I'm anticipating summer with Pols Potten blue bowl barbecues. Watering the plants and not having whole body goosebumps. Looking forward to the Maldives like you wouldn't believe (getting ready to pack and picking books - hopefully Water For Elephants). Waiting for this four day weekend to hurry up so I can eat Mexican food, drink mojitos, go to the cinema, visit lakeside and have Ad over. 


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