My hot middle aged woman summer is over for this year, though who knows what surprises climate warming still throws our way. What we can count on is the sun slowly setting on this summer, which means chin-hair plucking shall take place rather in candlelight (suboptimal), but scorching, unseasonably hot days might allow for beachlyfe to continue well into December.
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Top Gun movie was the only thing going in my pre-teens.
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A lot to unpack from the last 24 hours, but today, let’s linger a little longer on the Met Gala.
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A side order of French fries in an Antwerp restaurant was priced at €14 last week. I don’t know how much a pint of milk costs, but I do know that the price of Prada loafers has gone up by over €60 since February. We must brace for dire straits, and it’s time to look for more affordable accessories: I’m happy to report that books have just become very fashionable.
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It’s the season to celebrate the Original Influencer, who famously was betrayed by one of his 12 followers back in the biblical days. It is also spring, the French elections and President Macron channeling Serge Gainsbourg so hard lately, it makes one clutch one’s pearls and brace for a reggae version of the Marseillaise being blasted from Le stereo at his victory ball (for win he must).
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