Red. Yellow. Blue.

 

I think I've finally managed to figure out Instagram. (I'm saying this loosely as I'm incapable of giving directions, let alone comprehending simple ones, #sonotalinearthinker..)

It's been a strange, busy and sickly week, and not productive in the ways I might have liked. But we have a clean house, a litre of Butter Chicken, and a kilo jar of Nutella. So we are happy pandas indeed.

For the longest time, red has been my most favourite colour. Perhaps it's the symbolism -- love, passion, rage -- but without a doubt it's the richness endowed in its presence in my life. If I wear red I feel just like me, and it's a feeling of savvy wilfulness. I always feel like I'm allowing myself to walk as my own person, choosing to be this woman, and revelling in the innate individuality we're all gifted with at birth.

It's so powerful to just be and claim that moment, even for a moment, and that it's solely, purely yours. Like any of the senses, I don't know where I would be without it.

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Here's to an exhilarating weekend.

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All photos by me with a variety of filters on iPhone4, Instagram app.

Just in case I forget..

 One - Meze Platter from Ouzeri

Two - Darling new Has-Beens 

(H&M version)

Three - Love pancakes, from my love

(Vanilla pancake, blueberries, maple & blueberry maple syrup, 

wildberry froghurt, cinnamon, vanilla custard)

Four - CityCycle stand on Merthyr Road 

(that's an in-joke..)

Five - ..fingers, toes 

(Revlon - Gold Coin, Revlon Red + Top Coat)

Six - Sick day clothes..

(welovecolors tights, etsy vintage Bonjour shorts, 

etsy vintage sailboat blouse)