I haven’t even got there yet…
…and already the heat is affecting my brain. I’ve bought some shorts.
I haven’t worn shorts since I was about 18. My legs are not what they were like when I was 18. But you know what? These shorts look *good*!
Yes, thank heavens for the winter sales - and especially French Connection’s decision to include some spring/summer items from last year in its winter sale. These were half-price, so guess what? I bought two pairs. I am nothing if not a savvy bargain-hunter. (The other pair are a different colour, I hasten to add. Yes, that’s how savvy I am.)
And while I’m delighted that my new shorts flatter me - to the extent that, come the spring over here, I’ll happily wear them out (in both senses) with black opaque tights and little heels - they were, I must point out, primarily bought because I plan to do a far amount of walking while I’m out there. In, y’know, jungles and stuff. Well, vaguely green areas, at least. Perhaps the odd park or two.
January 23rd, 2008 at 11.53am
Andrea:
Hot +
Humid +
Jungle =
MOSQUITOES
Keep yer pins hermetically sealed off to the outside world.
January 23rd, 2008 at 11.54am
Nice shorts though
January 23rd, 2008 at 11.54am
ooh good tip!
shame.
looks like I’ll be avoiding the jungles, then.
January 23rd, 2008 at 8.38pm
Noooooooooo just wear titanum skin guards! Jungle is a lovely place to be. All the houseplants of the UK out there living free range. x
January 23rd, 2008 at 9.44pm
wear what?!?
will they make me look like Jane Fonda in Barbarella?
hmm… *Puts finger to mouth, gives thoughtful look upwards*
January 24th, 2008 at 12.22am
Sorry spelt it wrong. Titanium: strong as steel, as light as your nylons. Tis what the Guggenheim is clothed with. Serious mosquitoes would be attracted to the Barbarella look, methinks. OK so just don’t buy Jungle Products and spray that around like perfume and put on sunscreen and wipe it off again. Crap consumerist notty-worky-stuff. Jeans are better. As in trousers. But if you have to go out with exposed skin it’s 100% Deet that’s your Samurai. I’m still itching some South American MOSQUITO arsey leftovers. Probably because I itch them. To come: the Samurai lesson in not itching bites lesson. x
January 24th, 2008 at 11.05am
When I was in Vietnam a smarty arse (’nothing ever bites me’) bloke wore shorts at DUSK, got bitten to fuck and then scratched until he bled - then he had to go to hospital.. the idiot.
January 24th, 2008 at 11.16am
OK. I am rapidly learning a lot about life in the jungle.
I may wear those shorts in my hotel room only.
January 24th, 2008 at 12.46pm
Vitamin B (not B12 or any other variety) taken daily will keep those pesky mozzies away! It may take a week to kick in.
I tried it in Malaysia/Thailand and the day that I got true confirmation that it wasn’t some duff housewife’s tip, was the day I ran out of the stuff and got bitten loads!
January 24th, 2008 at 1.17pm
wow - brilliant tip, thank you, Mel.
January 24th, 2008 at 4.08pm
Well done Andrea. Your cleft is a lot more defined than in the original and I applaud that.
Don’t imitate; make it better.
January 24th, 2008 at 4.19pm
ha! It would have been even more defined, were it not for the powers of PhotoShop and the skills of one Mr Bill Wadman…
January 24th, 2008 at 4.40pm
I’ve not seen that feature on Photoshop…
Is it in the same area as red eye removal ?
January 24th, 2008 at 4.46pm
OK. Enough already.
January 24th, 2008 at 11.39pm
Cleft Mosquitoes Vitamin B ??? Let us call in the powers of …
Marmite!
Which I’d advocate smearing all over (including cleft) rather than using as a Mosquito repellant thing. I was wearing 2 shirts in Bolivian Amazon and big things were biting through stories come to mind …
January 25th, 2008 at 12.02am
OK. Now I *really* mean enough already. I’m afraid of stepping a foot outdoors.
January 25th, 2008 at 11.58am
Honestly Andrea, have mercy. We need something to alleviate these debilitating bouts of jealousy. You might see yourself sat on yr private fu**ing balcony, recouping from yet another taxing day of beach strolls & spa treatments, but we prefer to imagine limbs of brail & nose curdling repellent crème.
Allow us this at least…
January 25th, 2008 at 12.03pm
sorry, Sarah. you’re right. imagine me like Polly in that episode of ‘Fawlty Towers’, when she’s pretending to be Sybill: lying in bed with her dark glasses on, her cheeks puffy, her sheet pulled up to her face and the curtains closed.
January 25th, 2008 at 5.30pm
Ok good, thanks love - I like it, in bed with an anaphylactic shock
I can feel my endorphin levels surging!
And then maybe the air conditioner breaks down & yr lying there yearning 4 the insipid climate of this bug-free blessed plot, this realm, this England…
January 29th, 2008 at 2.27am
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January 29th, 2008 at 3.46am
when you wake up after a long traumatic jet-lag rather than twister-induced coma it will all turn out to have been a dream and there is no such place as Penang. Or the Bill Murray of Oz. Or was it Kansas? I don’t know any more.