July 24, 2010


Oh, beautiful Chai. I met you about five years ago, and knew it was meant to be. A friend brought you to me all the way from India, and told me to treat you gently; one part water, one part milk, a bountiful teaspoon of you, and a squeeze of honey, all slowly stirred over a low heat. That was how I first had you. You were incredible; so complex, softly moving your flavours around my mouth and leaving me in an utter state of bliss.

After I had completely consumed you, I assumed our dalliance was over. It never occurred to me to look for you at the Indian grocery store to continue the romance. A year or two later, I began to see your name around the caf├ęs. You'd sexed up your look by frothing up your milk, and serving yourself up as a 'Chai Latte'. How could I resist? No sooner had my tongue tickled the tip of your frothy peak than I eagerly pulled you into me. I wanted to both savour and devour you. Was it as good for you as it was for me?

Now, I can't deny that I am rather in love with you, Chai. I want you so often, but don't always have the time to brew you up the way you deserve. I'm a tea drinker of old, but I'm contemplating buying some kind of hot milk frother for those occasions when it's just the two of us, with time to spare, and we're feeling a bit kinky. I could never reduce you to powder, or go for a tarted-up imposter . Maybe, when I'm more confident of myself around you, I'll help you bloom by adding you to custards, cookies and decadent desserts. In the meantime, I'll keep you out of direct sunlight, in a dark, dry tin, so as not to abuse your delicate nature. All I ask in return is that you fill me with your gorgeous, beautiful, loveliness.

Gods, I want you so much.

July 23, 2010

Play / Pause

Some days, I don't want anything but for the present to last.

Okay, okay, maybe a time-pausing gadget would be cool as well. Actually, what am I saying? A time-pausing machine would be brilliant! I'm writing that down on the covet list...

July 21, 2010


A new store has opened up just around the corner from where I live. It's set in a particular place which I walk past nearly every day, and the shop happens to be the discount version of a fashion store I can rely on for finding something I like when necessary.

It is full of dresses. Discounted dresses. Cute dresses. Which I want, but don't need...but want!

Ah geez, why am I never satisfied and so easily tempted? I indulged only one week ago, shipping in some socks from America, which I'm still waiting for, and hoping I don't regret. I may have to find a new way of walking home which avoids the pretty dresses. Preferably in my toasty warm, thigh high socks.

Ha! Take that dress shop! I don't need you! I just need imported socks...and, obviously, some serious willpower.

UPDATE: Socks have arrived. Socks are on mah feet. Socks are brilliant!!! Might takes photos later.

July 14, 2010

Rainbow Cake.

I want to make a rainbow cake. Or rainbow muffins. Or just rainbows. That'd be cool...

July 08, 2010

Gift Registry

There is a store near where I live, which I absolutely love, and can spend hours browsing through. It's called MAKE, and if you like good design, groovy household products, or even just witty gimmicks, you should check it out. I even bought my schoolbag from there.

Screen grabs all from MAKE website

Anyway, I have just been browsing the site forlornly, as their mid-year sale ended on July 1st, and I didn't get to snap up a few goodies I've been coveting for years, because I bought myself new lenses for my glasses instead. Tch. Whilst there, however, I noticed that they do that wonderful thing: a gift registry! Free to create; free shipping; free gift wrapping! How grand!

It's probable I'll never have a wedding gift registry, as I seriously doubt I'll ever marry, so I'm trying to think of other reasons why I could allow myself one. Seems a bit rude to have a gift registry for a birthday or housewarming. If only they had a 'wishlist' option instead, which I would make as public as possible (Aunty Shirley? Remember me? No? Oh, well here's a wishlist I've created, and my address. Feel free to start sending me Christmas gifts).

Of course, many of the things I'd like to buy at MAKE would be gifts for other people. I'll list a few, just so you get some images.

For my cousin's 18th birthday:

A wind-up 'music ball' for my friend who bought me a cow-shaped creamer for my birthday:

This, for my friend who always takes over the task of BBQ-ing at parties:

And this for his wife with the homewares addiction:

Not to forget this for my friends' first home:

Actually, that last one is quite affordable, but I've been too afraid to buy it in case they don't like it. You know, I've bought more things from this store for friends than I have for myself. Obviously a wishlist could restore the balance? Maybe being able to list what I want, without any purchases being made, would stop my coveting? Wait, that's what this blog is for...damn.

UPDATE: Today, I crossed off two things from my imaginary wishlist. Consumer glee!

July 02, 2010

To be able to sing...

...sing like Miss Sophie Madeleine! That would be lovely.

I'm feeling rather blue about my lack of artistic abilities at the moment. Thankfully videos like this one and Chilly Cold exist to cheer me up.