Darlings Is that you? *slightlybleary* ……..pause to slip into dark embrace of caffeine…… Baby. It is (bloody) cold out there. But toasty in here (the Greenwich village one). We unpacked at 1AM. After a freezing block walk due to cab driver getting lost in one way (we weren’t much help). Some delicious packages waiting patiently … Continue reading hello, jet lag. #backInNYC
so the jet lag descends once more – and in 82 degree heat with a slight breeze through the slightly ajar window and a plethora of nice things indoors – it wasn’t actually as bad as we thought it Might Be. of course we Took to Bed (naturally) with a stack of glossies, a pot … Continue reading ah, jet lag #NYstyle
oops. the bedside clock battery failed. and our internal clock is still re-adjusting from jetlag. which we watched last night, actually. but we Made it in on time (ED: just, darling). and spent a few moments letting the caffeine kick in while writing in the moleskine (#132, just in case you’re keeping count, darlings) inspiration … Continue reading jet lag (movie), jet lag (reality) and a stopped clock always tells the right time twice a day
bonjour, darlings. it’s 3AM in Paris. we had a few hours of sleep. mais no more, it seems. we are Not Unfamiliar with the experience of jet lag having seen 3AM now in several cities including beijing and Milan. but this is different. everything is different in Paris. especially when surrounded by such sumptuous 19th … Continue reading bienvenue, jet lag….
so last night’s special jet lag into the wee small hours was actually rather nice – team gloria spent the time watching Torchwood (bloody brilliant and fully geek-ly satisfying), paying bills (awfully grateful for the day-job-salary), writing notes on our new Kate Spade “tickled pink” cards and…………….a little spot of jet lag/california-inspired decoupage. the restraint … Continue reading oh hello, jet lag
we fell asleep (after cooking for the first time in, gosh, months – we knew it felt weird….) and then – whaddyaknow – wide AWAKE again at 1AM. hello, jet lag. welcome back. ok: team gloria recipe (RX for our american friends is the usual terminology and if one is terribly old-fashioned “receipt” for recipe … Continue reading jet lag: new york city style.
bored. we slept for a whole ninety minutes. now wide awake. ate all the cherries from the charming milanese shopping expedition earlier. read the last four hours of tweets from around the world. bored. leaving for paris tomorrow. may we sleep in paris? or we’re going to look V V tired in emporio armani on … Continue reading hello italian-style jet lag
two-fourteen-AM a hotel room overlooking the central courtyard with one of those deep window-sills perfect for sitting on while waiting for room service. can’t work out the air conditioning unit and anyway enjoying the dry, strong heat. still over-excited after the protests and the velazquez paintings. jet lag is never wasted. team gloria has read … Continue reading oh, it’s you, jet lag.
Oh dear. We felt we had Quite Escaped. But no. Jet lag has Arrived. We have a Long Day ahead. And it’s now 1.27 AM, precisely, in Madrid. Lying here helplessly. Despite watching Korea Today (the presenters had Most distracting Ivy League accents) and comparing news bulletins on american, middle east and the BBC channels … Continue reading Buenas noches, jet-lag. #madrid
Loving the diversity of NYC. a fast and furious almost-summer_light pick-up game at W 4th. skateboards on the subway. raw art. Only in NYC. Yellow trousers? Could be Miami. A mini amp? Maybe Manchester. But both? NYC. Definitely. The streetside booksellers. Kinda sad. Despite the fabulous finds. (vintage interior mags for decoupage). Because they only … Continue reading emerging from jetlag #backInNYC
