All the small things

After last week, with so much dramarama going on in my world and the world around me, which was making me miserable, I thought of some things that made me happy (if only at some sort of superficial level).  But hey, aren't most fashion/lifestyle blogs narcissistic and superficial anyway?  Mine 100% is, I just write about my hair and the cat.  Anyway....

My muthafucking Palazzo Pants.  I am sort of summoning up the courage to do more full body shot ~what i wore today~ posts, really just for my own prosperity more than anything else, but I do have some srsly terrible body image issues going on at the moment.  So here have a shot of me in them having a sit down.  This was not an attempt at self deprecation or fishing for compliments btw.  Gah now it sounds like even more with that disclaimer.

 

This minuscule bottle of Tabasco sauce that we got free with our online shop from Sainsburys.  If you cannot see the scale of how tiny it is, imagine barbie had a really large bottle of champagne.  I dunno what it is about this bottle but it just made me crack up every time I looked at it this week.  Really stupidly tiny things and really over sized things always make me do that.  

 

My good friend works at a HUGE skateboarding company, doing European sales.  Which is pretty fortunate since he is an amazing sales man and loves skateboarding a STUPID amount.  Last week he had these green army man style skateboarder toys to give me that he got from some PR event.  They are so awesome and I can pretend to be some rad girl skateboarder at my desk at work like I have always wanted to be, but couldn't due to a serious lack of coordination, through the channel of these green dudes.  

This may look like an ordinary bistro/patio chair, but it isn't.  It is the BADMANCHAIR. The cheap wilkos tat broke at the joints and now the seat is even worse than shown in this picture, it is pointing down almost entirely vertically now.  My balcony furniture breaking isn't actually that funny or amusing, but naming it the badmanchair, and having to say it really fast and in a badman accent has somewhat make light of the devastating situation of having to stand up or crouch when having a fag outside.  Badmanchair I will miss you but you are being replaced with wasteman chair on Tuesday between 7am and 12pm.  

This was somewhat a cheery post, I think I will make it a weekly event.  What little things or gestures have made you happy this week?