Monday, 30 December 2013

In December....

I celebrated Thanks Giving in Oxford by eating too much food, going for country walks, playing pool and basketball, in the great company of Tom, Markus, Nichole, Kate and Joshua's lovely family. From friday 29th - sunday 1st
 Wore strange clothes in Birmingham for the Clothes Show with 10 gorgeous ladies from 5-10th.

 I did some sightseeing with LA friends.
 I ate a sundae at 2am.
 I had dinner with David Shwimmer and the Goldbergs.
 I met a baby from LA with Blaise and ate a meter long pizza on the 19th.
Milo had a sell-out gig at the Camden Bar Fly on the 21st.
I celebrated Jewish Christmas with the Goldbergs on the 25th.
& I flew to Zagreb on the 30th to be with Mia.

Saturday, 30 November 2013

In November

Adam turned 21 on the 8th.


I took some pictures.

Milo and I ate tapas

Nichole did some art at Goldsmiths.



I ate a sunday roast in Ladbroke Grove.

Katie and I drank cocktails in Bank.


Maria got a new tattoo


Amy got engaged.

Blaise got cane-rows

I got drunk with Americans and met The Weeknd.

I ate many macaroons at a Grey Goose party.

Wednesday, 27 November 2013

It's too cold

To go outside. So I stay in, and procrastinate.
I shuffle from room to room trying to create heat.
I have things to do. So many things to do.
I'm a busy person. With plans, goals and projects.
I should do all these things. Or at least one of these things.

I justify it as writer's block, but really I'm in life block.
I'm stuck.
I could claim I'm merely in a lull waiting to choose the right path.
Between some great options I've got lined up for myself.
But really, non of these paths have any guarantees.
Nor are they really what I want to do with this thing called life.
So truly, I am stuck.

I want to move. Physically get up and do all these things I sit and think about.
But I don't. I wallow.
I sit and, thanks to the wonders of social media, I stare at other people's privileged lives.
At first I think... I could do that, I could be that and have that.
Then I remember... No I can't, ever.
Life doesn't work that way for people like me. From families like mine.
But why do I care- I hate the system anyway!
What does celebrity mean? The vilest social evil of our age.
Doing stupid things and selling your soul. No talent or brains requires.
I don't want that. I don't need any of that superficial stuff.

What's really important? Friends?
All the friends that consistently let me down.
The friends that aren't really friends.
Hidden agendas. Usually not so hidden.
Friends that were also lovers that are now neither.
That hate me, that have nothing to say to me when there was so much to say before.
Friends that I thought were best friends that I lost in the blink of an eye.
They picked someone else over me.
What am I worth? To anyone?

My emotionally distant parents, my physically distant brother and my dead and dying relatives.
I wish to run away. Somewhere very far. Start again, yes I'll start again.
The people who care will call. Sometimes.
I will work hard and be a success.
I'll be better than those who taunt me on social media.
I'll show everyone. They'll regret what they did. How they treated me.
My friendship is worth its weight in gold. I'll make them see!

But...

It's too cold to go outside.





Thursday, 7 November 2013

NYC

Went to NY scouting for agencies 31st-5th, signed with Trump and had a great time!
















Tuesday, 29 October 2013

John Frieda 25th Anniversary

AT CLARIDGES!










With Katie B. 

Wednesday, 23 October 2013

23rd Birthdays

 Happy 23rd Birthday Maria! Curry goat at 14 Grazebrook

 Happy 23rd Birthday Katie! S'mores time at Fresh and Buns in Covent Garden.
 Happy 29th Joshua! Chanelling my inner Uma Thurman at Ruski's, South Ken.
 Frieze Art Fair! Had the best time in Regents Park with Issy Goldberg!
 Then afterparty and dinner at The Groucho! Josh & Nicole
 Happy 23rd Milo!!! Incredible dinner for 20 at the Craig residence in High Barnet.
Skyped Paco so that he felt like he was present!