Showing posts with label Richard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Richard. Show all posts

Sunday, 6 January 2013

What Are We Going To Do

Union City Square Blues. Another wonderful instagram from Richard. I want instagram I need a mini iPad as I can't upgrade my phone until June. 

Tuesday, 18 December 2012

I Am Going Green

Used up the last of my Clarins today. Tomorrow I am trying out a Green People suntan lotion so lets see how that goes. Richard was saying we should have a 'tanometer' that measures our tanning progress like the 'clapometer' from Opportunity (Melanoma) Knocks.

Tuesday, 17 April 2012

Restless

I can't sleep, its too hot. I want to stick my arms and legs out from under the cover but then I remember that I do not have an 'Out Of Africa' mosquito net and I will get bitten. Not everyone gets attacked by these haters, Richard says they don't exist which is his approach to all the dangers I highlight. I have about 5 bites already. God knows what they will do for food when I leave.

Friday, 6 April 2012

A Little Bit Of What You Like

Mostly today I sat in this really glamourous fairy dress that Gregory sent reading. I read a philosopher called Ludwig Klages he says the most amazing things like 'Logic is organised Darkness, Mysticism is Rhythmic Light.'


Richard was keeping in touch by Blackberry he was a wreck having travelled to a Brazilian island over night. We decided that we needed to separately but together go for coffee and cake. I walked to Wholefood's and got a tiny cheesecake. I came to the conclusion that most people who shop at Wholefood's are complete tossers with an overbearing sense of self importance and entitlement. How the staff get through a shift without committing (justifiable) homicide is beyond me.

Friday, 30 March 2012

I Can't Sleep , I Can't Breath

I am waiting for Richard, first he said he was not coming, then later on he decided he was. The forecast for New York tomorrow is 10 degrees and rain. Here in South Beach we are looking at 80 degrees and sunshine, difficult decision to make....

Sunday, 17 April 2011

About Last Night

We went to the movies last night to see Hannah by Joe Wright. There is a huge multi-screen just on the corner of Lincoln Road. The movie was great actually but the best thing is that it costs just $10 to see a film. So inexpensive in comparison to London. Its about £16 to see a movie in Leicester Square which is way too much.
The photos are totally not relevant to the words by the way. I was taking pictures of the flowers in the supermarket while Richard was paying for milk. So at the cinema there was a weighing machine and I actually dared get on it. It gave me my weight 128 lbs which means I have lost 7 lbs since I got here on the photography diet - hurray. It also gave me the lottery numbers which I couldn't write down as I didn't have pen (there goes my only hope of financial security) and a fortune telling prediction ' Look after your health' which is little down to earth for my taste. I ate cheese fries at the Shake Shack.
Richard said I should loose 10 more lbs. He is a model agent which seriously affects his perspective on these things. He can fuck off any way. I want to loose 3lbs only so that I can weigh 125lbs because I prefer numbers that are easily divisable by 100.
It's funny being around gay men, like being naked on the beach with them because I always feel like they are body facists and its totally my stuff since Richard always says I look great even when I don't. He works with such beautiful women though I imagine it must be dreadful to see a normal one after that.

I love Richard - we had a really interesting conversation about anal versus vaginal sex this morning. I totally forgot that he had ever slept with women. Very revealing - straight men don't tell you much about that stuff.

Sunday, 10 April 2011

Coffee, icecream & death

Richard took me this beautiful cafe in the Netspresso store on Lincoln this afternoon on the way home from the beach.
It was very elegant in there, everything was perfect.


I ordered a scoop of icecream with a shot of expresso poured over it. Richard said it was a desert not a drink.


He had a Macciato which I can't even spell.
Richard bought a skull for Miami, I think skull would be happier in New York

The infinite wisdom of Mr Habberley

Babe, that's not sunburn that's a base tan!