A difficult choice.

Last weekend didn't go entirely to plan, I did manage to do some light shopping (while at home). And I picked up a beautiful blue velvet jacket which I will be wearing with pride tomorrow to a party to do with a some-what raunchy T.V. station.
Sadly I was rather struck down with a flu like thing, and so wallowed around feeling iffy rather than my usual swanning about drinking too much, it appears I have been pushing myself a bit hard.

I have had a few days off, by off I mean strictly no parties and all cocktails must feature at least two items of fruit in them. Which can be rather challenging when you feel like something with a bit of a kick behind it.

Tonight was going to be another quiet night, but it appears I am going to some underwear show in Mayfair. Now normally I wouldn't even have a second thought about this sort of thing, as these events are always fun and I typically meet some very interesting young ladies but I still feel rather strange and I am very much not dressed for this sort of event.

This is proving to be a difficult choice, especially as I am trying to do a week with out coffee or real tea. Jasmine and Passion fruit are pleasant flavours but they don't help to quicken the mind.

Perhaps if I take the Designer for a walk this afternoon my what I should do become clear.