THIS top, from Oliver Bonas. *Heart eyes emoticon*
18.10pm, Kentish Town
SAM: I want my bootster
ME: Your what?
SAM: My bootster! My boomser!
ME: Your boomser? What are you on about? I’ve got no idea what you want.
SAM: *desperately* MY BOOOOOSTNER! MY BOOTSER! MY BOOOOOONSTER!
ME: Kitty have you got any idea what he’s on about?
SAM: It’s my sing, which has duh… sing, which goes… roun’ and roun’ and… it’s duh… singy…
ME: Seriously Sam I’ve had enough of this, I don’t know what you’re talking about.
SAM: Hang on maybe s’in my room. *thud thud thud thud thud…. thud thud thud thud* HEWE tis!!! I got iiit MUMMAY!
ME: Oh your Vroomster!
SAM: Yeah my VROOMSTER. Can I take it inna barf?
ME: No it’s got batteries it will break
It reminds me of the time Sam spent five minutes trying to tell me that the new guinea pig at nursery was called “FUDS” (fudge). Poor little boy, can barely make himself understood. No wonder he’s so pissed off all the time.
I can’t bear to be a stereotype, to be cliched. Even though I am all the time, I can’t stand it. And so I am really disappointed to find myself so bored, so uninspired right now. And when I say right now, I mean in January, the month that everyone moans on about. I have always tried to find joy and light in January but this year, it’s not happening.
Even my favourite all-time activity, quietly looking at dresses online, leaves me feeling queasy. I don’t know what to think anymore. In the shops it’s just a mess of ditsy floral print, and asymmetric hems, stripes, things all tied up, cold shoulders and bomber jackets. It all makes me want to go and lie down in a dark room.
Although I am pleased that my pre-winter purchases of those little North Face jackets for the kids, plus some snow boots and my absurd Canada Goose jacket have been pulling their weight the past few weeks.
In particular, the kids’ warm outerwear this winter has been this North Face jacket with a Uniqlo puffa over the top if necessary. It’s worked really well, it’s lightweight and gives you options for more or less coverage. Although Kitty managed to pull the zip off last week, and the zip off her winter boots. She’s like an e-bomb for zips.
I am also still stubbornly 3 blips overweight, despite no drinking during the week (except a small glass of whiskey on Burn’s Night with my haggis) and being on a diet. It doesn’t help that Irish Mary, who is thin as a whip, runs past my house at about 092o every morning, yodelling “Halloooo!” in her Lululemon leggings while my brave face crumbles to black dust and blows away on a stiff breeze. I must do something about it. But it’s so cold, whine whine.
PERHAPS THEY WILL MAKE ME THE NEW EDITOR OF VOGUE??? And other insane thoughts.
Anyway look I’d better go, I have to ring my editor about a piece and she’s kindly agreed to take a call from me. I kind of just want to have a chat, but don’t tell her that.
Okay not a diet soup, but it’s another fish soup, which amounts to the same thing. From Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall this time. It is a tiny bit of a faff what with the roasting of the tomatoes, but it is worth it.
1 cooking chorizo
about 300 ml fish stock if you can find it. If not, chicken or veg stock will do.
4 large tomatoes
2 sticks celery
1 tsp fennel seeds
salt and pepper
4 cod cheeks – or a fillet of firm white fish
6 large prawns (I keep a bag of frozen prawns for time such as these)
2 heads of pak choi
1 First make your tomato sauce. Halve the tomatoes and put them in an oven dish, then sprinkle with squished or grated garlic, salt and pepper and olive oil. Roast for 40 mins at 180C
2 Meanwhile in a large pan with a bit of oil, slice and cook off your chorizo for about 5 minutes until it is browning at the edges. Then add chopped celery and onion and fennel seed and cook this gently for ten minutes.
3 Now pass the tomatoes through a sieve – this is actually quite fun – and add it to the chorizo and onion, then pour over the stock and simmer all this for about 20 minutes.
4 Slice your pak choi into 1cm pieces and add to the soup, then carefully put your fish in (if you’re using a fillet, cut into pieces), put a lid on and simmer this again for another 10 mins.
You *ought* not need to add any more salt, but check just to make sure. I’m eating a bowlful of this right now and it is super yummy and I reckon about 500 cals a bowl – if you care about such things.
It seems at the moment trends can be picked and forecasted just by imagining the things from the 80s and early 90s that you never imagined, even in your wildest dreams, could make a comeback: slip dresses over t-shirts, silky green bomber jackets, scrunchies… white shoes…
Particularly the white shoes – their strong, cliched association with general horrifying slaggery is overpowering and persistent. One can imagine arriving at a party in them and people falling about laughing.
But white shoes will be a big thing this Spring/Summer and into Autum this whole year. If you were to buy a pair now you would not be disappointed. People would initially look at you like “Wah?” but you simply have to turn your nose up at them and say “You know nothing about fashion.” And then suddenly they will be absolutely everywhere and everyone will be wearing them and those “Wah?” people will be like “OMG she was wearing them months ago.”
Behold this really good pair from Uterque (please just imagine the umlaut there) – £95.
OR H&M are doing a sort of Celine copy for £24.99. Simple prejudice leads me to believe that the H&M shoes will be little other than blistering heel-shredders, but that possibly really is just prejudice.
Anyway, stagger back in horror, eyes bleeding if you like – but Alexandra Shulman was wearing a pair with a full-skirted black and white gingham shirtdress on the Vogue documentary a few months ago, and we are about a calendar year behind her, so buy a pair of white shoes now (or drag an old pair out of your cupboard) and you will untouchably now. And what’s more important than that, eh? Eh? (Don’t answer that.)
This is nicer than it sounds (or looks). This is not Nigel’s exact recipe, but he never seems to mind if you muck them about a bit.
For the paste:
2 sticks lemongrass
2 tsp turmeric
big pinch dried chilli
wine-cork sized bit of ginger, peeled
1 small clove garlic
small bunch coriander
For the soup:
1 x 160ml can of coconut milk
1 pint chicken or fish stock
1 large head pak choi, chopped into bite-sized pieces
8 large prawns (I have a big bag in my freezer)
4 scallops, if you can get your hands on them, cod cheeks or just some chunks of white fish
1 In a whizzer, whizz up the lemongrass, chilli, ginger, turmeric garlic and coriander with a few glugs of peanut oil to loosen it up.
2 Fry half this paste gently in a pan, (keep the other half for about a week for another project), for about five minutes then add the stock and the coconut milk.
3 Heat all this up then add the prawns, scallops or white fish if using, and the pak choi. I have in the past left pak choi in its leaf form and nearly properly died as pak choi is incredibly fibrous and stringy and difficult to chew through, so needs to be chopped up firmly if you are not to choke to death.
4 Simmer all this for about ten minutes. To finish, season with salt, a dash of fish sauce and mirin (if you have some knocking about). Throw some chopped mint and extra coriander over the top, a squeeze of lime and serve.
A recommendation from the school gates! My friend D- came in wearing this parka from Ecoalf, declaring that it is made from recycled fishing nets.
“It’s great, I love it. It’s warm and you can move in it, unlike… unlike…” and here she trailed off and averted her eyes from my massive Canada Goose, which I will defend to my dying breath, but does actually mean that I can barely move or turn my head and has half a dead coyote on the back of it 😦
Anyway I had a quick look at Ecoalf and they’ve got a sale on, which as you know means that there’s nothing in the right colour or size, but keep an eye on it for their spring stock if you’re in the market for this sort of thing.
A few things that have caught my eye in the last few days.
This very cute spring dress from TopShop now only £78, very much reduced, on Net a Porter, with lots of sizes still available.
This “Pheobe” top from Boden kids’ section – I think this looks like something very chic that my friend Anna might wear (only hers would be from Chloe). I cannot attest to the fit of a size 15-16yo because I am waiting to get my newest Boden catalogue with discount code before I buy anything.
I cannot justify this Dandelion dress as I have enough winter florals – but I do love it and adheres to my current Divorce wardrobe fetish. Anyway someone’s got to wear it and it might as well be you.