It feels as if the tide is turning. That the Universe is listening. Or, maybe, it is just Spring approaching. Or it might be that my radiation is on its final stretch. Whatever the reason, a little celebration is in order.
One. Cooking (and cocktails) are how I celebrate. Looking for new breakfast ideas a while ago, I took a chance on one of Britain’s pre-eminent fashion and beauty bloggers’ cookbook. Sasha Wilkins loves to cook, in addition to pretty clothes and fancy make-up, and after trying some of her vegetarian recipes, to much success, from her blog, I went for the book which is perfect for those who don’t cook often or are not into experimentation or lengthy ingredient lists: just solid, all occasion food that is simple and fast to make.
Two. While I haven’t been feeling tired during the day, at night all I feel like doing is curl on the sofa and pick from the gazillion shows tv and Netflix have been churning out. Watching tv could be a professional endeavour, if I really watched everything that seems interesting. I even stuck it out with “Downton Abby”, now in its last season. Let’s be honest: the first season was wonderful writing but the show became a soap opera shortly after the second season started. Still, one has to watch it just to catch glimpses, and zingers, of the Dowager Countess aka Maggie Smith. Here is a video collection of her best one or two-liners. To be memorized for later use.
Three. London and books, a marriage made in library heaven. Let’s say you are very wealthy and just bought a mansion or a castle and need to fill its library. Or you have a maniacal interest in obscure subjects. Heywood Hill in Mayfair is the bookstore for you. For an undisclosed fee, entire rooms can be filled with the proper books, or a mono thematic collection built for you. The store has been opened since 1936: Nancy Mitford worked there and John LeCarre used it for a scene in “Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy”. As I don’t have a library to fill, what caught my attention was the curating option the store offers anyone with about $500 to spare. After filling a form and conducting an email interview on what you like to read and what kind of reader you are, Heywood Hill will send you a book a month they feel will be perfect for you. An extravagant luxury, way more appealing than Amazon’s robotic suggestions.
Four. Shoes. Again. When I was fourteen, I bought a pair of lace-up ballerina flats by Fiorucci, in a shade of pale metallic green. I considered them to be the height of fashion and probably started my love affair with quirky shoes. Last week it was Miu Miu, this week I found a more affordable offering from JCrew that reminded me of that first Fiorucci pair. How cute and Spring-y are they??
Five. Charlotte Rampling. Because she has always been a bit mysterious, slightly crazy and obnoxious, above all unapologetic and, at 70, without a stitch of plastic surgery or fillers, still luminous. Because her performance in “45 years”, an off the beaten path English movie about the vagaries and unknowns of marriage is nothing short of stupendous. I was delighted when she received an Oscar nomination for it. She will not win, thanks, in part, to her big mouth and some misguided comment on the Oscar boycott, but it will be a thrill to see her on the red carpet, wearing something she picked and styled herself.