Archives for posts with tag: dungarees

A really bloody good breakfast. Vegan banana pancakes with chia seeds and peanut butter and fruit and flaxseed. And a Georgian cup of tea.

Another dungaree dress in the bag.

A long, very James, voice message from James about his dream.

P.s. leaving the party and coming home to dance around my living room by myself.

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Sewing a dungaree dress. And really quickly too.

A smile from a friendly pedestrian.

Buying a half price years porn subscription.

My brilliant friend, reporting on important and heartbreaking things in big newspapers. Very proud.

Wearing my dungarees again.

Vegan dinner. Rice rice rice.

Making two pairs of dungarees. I’m literally wearing clothes that didn’t exist this morning.

Immediately wearing them out and feeling like the absolute shit.

Daydreaming.

Yoga in dungarees.

Reading in dungarees.

Having someone to do the little texts with again.

My outfit today. Those bloody dungarees again and some stripey red socks. Total winner.
Walking along in the sun with good music, doing some chores and feeling happy and beautiful and strong.
Walking home from Jo’s (after Eurovision which I didn’t realise I loved!) and it being kind of warm and quiet and peaceful.

Lee complimented me on my dungarees by the printer. And then was suitably impressed when I told him I’d made them.

My ballsy OkCupid move. Didn’t work but it made me feel very powerful.

Some good love on the apps today.

Wearing my new dungarees to work. I love wearing them!

First lying on my back lunch in the park of the year.

Chatting crap dating profiles with my old friends.

Organic fairtrade bananas without the plastic bag! Dilemma over.

I finished my dungarees!

Two half pints in the pub with Jonny after swerving on the busy new bar opening.

A free bunch of asparagus. So of course I immediately ate an entire bunch.

Starting my dungarees

Evening with my old mates. Didn’t leave feeling sad or embarrassed and regretting anything. I’m in a much happier place.

Lion King soundtrack. Twice.

Smashing out the dungarees again.

Booked our final Japanese accommodation – hello pod life.

Wearing my dungarees

Free Kindle Fire

Voice messages with Corinne

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A night with Becky, getting dungarees, a curtain and giggles
A proper dinner at home. With a colourful salad. I think I’m settling.
Alpro soya dark chocolate pots. I’m buying them forever.