Sad times or sod’s law, but yesterday I Choo-stomped 3.8 miles – 9000 pedometer steps – scouring the land SW3 for new-season-need-em sandals.
I know it’s still winter.
But enough about my paws. Lemme bask in the glory of scoring the last black kidskin suede slippers left. Thus reaffirming the luxe proverb …the early bird catches the cruise collection worm.
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Cos I like a peck at pre-summer, a somethin’ somethin’ to ease me out of my rib-knits.
De-wintering I do with a resort-collection course of anti-black-otics. Followed with a daily dose of The Voyager or We The People Style. And now I’ve secured my Aladdin’s amuse-bouche, cravings for a week somewhere sunny-with-shishas-and-a-sample-platter have finally set in. Washed down with a sand-hued chaser (yep. camel nectar on repeat next year).
Consider non-Christmas appetite surpressed.
Transitional warfare …winning.
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