darling it's better down where it's wetter

sebastian, is that you?

i booked some days off of work because it was all getting a bit much and i needed some time to chill (and sort my life out/write a book but they can wait) so today i went to the aquarium with the tiny little slice of joy that is lions, tigers & beauty. we'd never been before and, seeing as it WAS SITTING ON OUR DOORSTEP - i hate that phrase - was so close and we had a rare free saturday together, we figured we could go shark spotting and octopus ogling.

you're sweet like chocolate, you bring me so much joy

is buying yourself flowers so bad?

tip of the day: if you don't like crowded spaces or lots of people, don't go to an enclosed shopping centre on a saturday. it was chaos but luckily i had my favourite little angel alongside me to ferry past the reams of OAPs and fat families with no sense of urgency. it's no secret that these past few days have been monumentally shit so what better to cheer me up than an impromptu shopping spree with the face of the rather splendid "lions, tigers and beauty", our very own alice thomas, a god(dess) amongst (wo)men.