Do you ever have those weekends where you have nothing planned and end up doing lots? I think for me it’s because I think to myself “I have all this spare time, what should I do?” and end up packing a lot in.
Saturday morning was spent in front of the tv (I LOVE the 5 eps of Friends back-to-back on Foxtel) with my soy flat white. I had a 2 wholemeal raspberry muffins for breakkie which I had made the night before, then went to get a massage. Then, for the first time since May, I put my runners on (yes I’m lazy and hate exercise) and briskly walked 4km to the nearest shopping centre where I got a haircut (5 inches of my hair’s gone, but it’s still armpit length). I love going to the hairdresser’s because I love the head massage they give, and I get to flick through trashy mags which I never normally buy myself. (Side note, I was mortified at the pictures of Peaches Geldof rolling her pram with her newborn in it, but continuing to stay on her phone to someone while attempting to pick the baby up. Priorities please!!!)
Grabbed a few things from Coles for dinner (chicken korma), went home to start cooking and realised I had no more rice. Left the house again to go to Coles for some rice, came home and found a bag of rice already in the cupboard :S Very very frustrating!
Saturday night I got dressed up and went to The Star to see my boyfriend’s band perform at Rock Lily.
It was the first outing for my Marc by Marc Jacobs Bianca Jane clutch: