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June 7, 2008

£169


£169, originally uploaded by Lektrogirl.

Yeah – in lieu of posting anything for a while -and the last two posts were a bit heavy – here is one of my usual frivolous titty posts.

Yesterday I went to Harrods and went ’shopping’ which is my new hobby. This Dior bra is SO HOT! I LOVE it! Although the fitting rooms in the Lingerie Department there are ice cold [I have a heart as cold as ice I heard] and I wondered if it was to make everyone’s titties pert and the turn down the sweats, but then maybe the air con was just bunk.

I also went and had a very late lunch in Ladurée and earwigged on a middle aged woman take her parents out for lunch and guffawed to myself as they chattered away in French. I got to sit in the black room this time which was a first. I liked it in there. Possibly this was the best club sandwich I ever ate.

A visit to Ladurée of course is not complete without buying some macaroons – which I scoffed before going out to meet The Cardinal and the Air Commodore for drinking and fun at Cocadisco. Complexxion was DJing and I didn’t know anything about him before last night other than he has something to do with my friend Manuel’s label Citinite. I was pleased cause he played Destiny by Two Sisters, which is one of my super favourite 7″ records that I always forget about.


Complex Simplicity

After his set he got talking and – this doesn’t happen often XXCENSOREDXX. [I can't remember his exact words.] Anyway, Complexxion is JOKES. XXCENSOREDXX.

But back to matters of a more ladylike nature:

I went again to Le Péché Mignon the other day for a Croque and a coffee. The man in there remembered I wanted some chestnut paste but they had already sold out again since I had been in last. He went upstairs and got me some anyway and I am SOOOOO thankful. I also could not resist the Confiture pour Madame [rose hip jam.] The Cardinal and I keep talking about afternoon teas. I have been feeling so stink bad mood lately with bad dreams, grinding my teeth, angst and anger that a quick lunch at Le Péché Mignon was really all I needed to cheer me up. And even better news – they are opening the garden at the back of the place! I can’t wait! I wish I knew their names, I can’t keep saying ‘the man’ and ‘the woman’.

And being a total glutton, later that night The Cardinal and I went to Bodeans for dinner.


Check The Cardinal’s hand – she has hand cramps from knocking one out over the size of the ribs.

I got to tell The Cardinal my story about Guy Ritchie. One time I was in there eating dinner and Guy Ritchie and his minder came in. Ritchie surveyed the menu from his seat and called out to the kitchen staff “Is this place Kosher?”. Which is fucking hysterical given there is a giant neon pig in the window. Mega lolz all night about that.

xx Lektrogirl

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