Dolly Dagger Delights And Other Stories « Light Pollution by POPPY GALLICO

Dolly Dagger Delights And Other Stories

31 January, 2010, 11:31 am

My favourite online-store is Dolly Dagger, they have interesting things (oh god someone buy me their shoes please) and the shipping isn’t too bad for a U.K. company (Irregular Choice, I am glaring at you!) I needed a new wallet and they had some things I like on sale, and I had some money after Christmas so I Made A Purchase.

Cuuttttte anchor t-shirt.

Unfortunately the brooch I ordered arrived broken, and they’d sold out by the time got it. I emailed them to let them know and they refunded me, they have excellent customer service.

This spider started off as a little spider. I very much appreciated his work in my room – it’s summer, so there are flies and mosquitoes and he noms them up for me. Now, however, he has grown to be a very big spider and even though I know he is harmless he scares me the fuck out. Anyone want to adopt him for me? The smaller black thing is a wasp or something that he caught.

This week I made the yummiest thing I have made in a long time. My favourite food of the moment, lemon potato and pumpkin, and roast tomato tartlets with pine nuts, goat’s feta and pesto.

I DROOL just thinking of it. I’d dispatched André to the supermarket to buy the goat’s feta, and he’d bought a really expensive one, which turned out to be the most divine goat’s cheese I have eaten since I was in Paris. If you live in New Zealand, it is by Puhoi, and I HIGHLY recommend it as an expensive treat. It is soft and flavourful and not too salty nor too tart, and the most perfect texture. This week I also bought a Puhoi camembert which was on special (New Zealander’s don’t know how to eat soft cheeses, so I only buy it when it is past its use-by date and half-price.) IT WAS PERFECT. And then today I bought a gorgonzola blue that they’ve just released, and it makes me groan in ectasy. I spend half my grocery allowance on expensive cheeses.

More nummy food, homemade pizza! Tomato paste base with garlic and basil, spinach, tomatoes, sundried tomatoes, olives, cheese, feta and walnuts.

I also decided to go back to bright pink, so I bleached my hair and wore red lipstick all weekend. I’d originally gone back to light pink because I don’t like red lipstick with bright pink hair, and then realised that I never wear red lipstick (even though I have four) and bright pink looks better on me anyway.

My flatmate and I took his dog, Mack (the white one) and his friend’s dog, Dexter (the black one) to the park. Guess which television shows their names are from? They have a great love for balls.

Me standing on a high hill.

I have loads of jumping photos of Mack with me holding the ball, I know three is a lot but they are so hilarious and FILLED WITH GLEE I could not resist. Also this is my site so I can do whatever the heck I want.

You can just see how much love he has for this ball in his face. I know thinking animals “smile” is anthropomorphic projection, but how could you look at his face and not think he is smiling? I really need to get a video camera and tape some of the stuff Mack does, he’s hilarious. He is actually fully off the ground here.

Also, Mack likes snuggling.

This shot was WAY TOO BOOBAGE even for me, I was in my pyjamas and wasn’t wearing a bra and my top is rather skanky. Hence censorship.

André and I decided to go to Takapuna (I don’t know why, there is NOTHING there) and while we were waiting for the bus we got (vegetarian) gelato om nom. I am also wearing the other t-shirt I got from Dolly Dagger, J’aime Paris (although I think it should be J’aime le Paris? I am not sure.)

That was actually our bus behind me so I had to stuff my face to finish it (and André ended up finishing it for me.)

We saw this puppy in a pet store at Takapuna HOLY SHIT CUTEST DOG EVAH. It was a pomeranian chihuahua cross. André said it was a mutant baby fox.

I thought it would be a good idea to go to the beach at Takapuna. Epic fail, I hate sand. This is my ANDRÉ THERE IS SAND face.

I have put on five (!!!!!) kilos over the holidays, and my love affair with cheese (and food) seems unlikely to assist me in losing this weight. But lose it I must, as I now can’t fit 95% of my clothes and a few internet purchases recently aside, I can’t afford to buy a whole new wardrobe (I’m talking right down to underwear and bras, I am currently rotating between one of my mother’s old bras, and one I’ve had since I was sixteen and the elastic is gone in the back and one of the straps is held together with a saftey pin.) HIGHLY IRRITATING. I can fit two pairs of my shorts at the moment, but when the weather gets colder it is all over red rover as I can’t fit any of my jeans, tights, dresses or skirts. ARRRGGGGGHHHHHHHH. I promise no crazy lemon juice diets or yoga in an over-heated room, however. Gaining weight and refusing to lose it is a luxury for the employed :(

Me and André after I threw a hissy fit at the sand and we decided to leave. If we were in a Homeric epic, his epithet would be ‘long-suffering.’

I have also decided to try and overcome my social phobias. A friend has invited me out to dinner with some other people. The event is in March, which gives me time to prepare. I have also made a formspring, which I have put off doing until now for the general omg people will be mean/NO ONE will ask me a question neurotic reasons.