Rafael Nadal's Nike sneakers
Long weekends aren't as exciting when they are in the middle of an indefinite holiday.
When the summer has been long and drawn out with far too much free time, the novelty of two long weekends in a row isn't what it usually is.
Sometimes, being back at work is what is most exciting and novel.
After such a long post-uni break I've been back doing some assisting and freelancing. Literally keeping me out of trouble as I was starting to go stir crazy. I'm clearly a workaholic who can't function without projects and work. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing.
Brunch is my favorite weekend meal.
Especially when enjoyed at Twenty Three in Mt Eden. The beauty of brunch is that it's not a necessity - as you could easily just have a sensible, puritan breakfast - instead it's all about the food, company and the novelty of having hours free on a weekend morning to spend however you like. This weekend I had the scallops on toast. Delicious. Oh and Twenty Three do Supreme coffee.
I am becoming increasingly obsessed with Valentino.
I'm not sure why. Maybe I have too many female hormones at the moment. But the delicate femininity and romanticism of the recent collections have me by the heart strings.
Epic tennis finals should be watched twice.
Especially when they are five hours long. And when you fell asleep two thirds of the way through the first attempt, waking up somewhat relieved that you didn't have to stay up until 3:30 to see that outcome - but also somewhat guilty as your tiredness can't compare to how Novak or Rafa would be feeling. Did you see Rafa's shoes?
I've been making trousers this weekend.
They are great. I promise. Let me know if you want some.
Starbucks is nothing to be ashamed of.
As much as I love my Supreme coffee, sometimes all I want is some cheap, commercial Starbucks - always in the form of a venti brewed coffee, strong and black. It's like the crack of the coffee world. No shame.
PVC trousers are great at parties.
I wore my new Zambesi pair (sale bargain) to a party on saturday night. You spill punch on them, you wipe off. It's like a walking Handee Ultra ad.