My thought process when I buy a wallet: "Would Wonder Woman be able to save the day with this held in her hand?" The answer is generally no, but in my head there are buzzers going off screaming a big yes.

I really, really do not like wallet/purse/clutch shopping. None of them appeal to me. Brands don't do it for me, most of them have some kind of chunky metal flower or poop-shaped thing involved, and those – I don’t get. Did I miss out on some feminine training growing up or something? I don't know, I guess I'm just a practical girl. I'm drawn to simple and functional stuff and nothing too loud.

If you think about it, a woman's purse/wallet reveals the kind of person she is. Right? Next time you're out, look around. It's kind of interesting. Anyway, since my wallet before plainly fell apart, I've received a weird looking thing my mother insists me on carrying now.
Then we argued over which one of us got to keep it. She reminded me that she was too old to carry off pink. I don't know if she even thought of me while buying it. I suspect not. And then she frowned all day upon my lack of style.

In today’s casual news, I got a haircut. Just a short crop. You know what I mean. The type of haircut that will look charmingly devilish with sunglasses and the appropriate amount of uninterrupted attitude to match. I needed something new, radical and feisty for the summer.


Sometimes I forget how totally kick ass the eighties were. Let’s face it, I was only eight years old when the nineties body slammed the eighties into the past, but there were some good times to be had as a youngster in the eighties, like Genesis and Phil Collins. And listening to his music now brings all the yummy goodness right back to the front. Listen to this track (one of my favourite Phil Collin tracks growing up) ‘In the Air Tonight’ and you’ll be pleasantly thrilled with the drum-heavy explosive bursts, thundering chorus and a general sense of nostalgia. Nostalgia never sounded so good.

Trust me, this track is a good enough song that you should impulsively listen to it from the player below and enjoy it over this holiday weekend. Cheers.

26 Ahoy!

Tomorrow, at 9:01 a.m. Eastern Standard Time, I will turn 26.

Happy birthday to me!

New age.

New clothes.

New haircut*.

*Couldn’t show you my entire face or you’d notice the bags under my eyes. I've only just returned from a long day at work. And lawd knows I ain't twenty no mo'.

I'm still grooving on Telepopmusik. It's not magically brilliant or anything but it's strong, and damn catchy. The ultimate find, though, has to be this track titled ‘Naked as we came’, part of the 2004 release by Indie Rock-Folk band Iron & Wine. These guys are phenomenal. Like punch yourself in the face because you so regret not discovering them sooner good. Nothing short of brilliant. I dare you – listen to this track.

How was your weekend?

I am incredibly sleep-deprived at the moment, and plan on tumbling onto the cold hard floor the minute I’m finished posting this, waking up in my own drool several hours later, oblivious to all current events.

Ever since I started working I lost the possibility to spend lovely nights with my own friends. Since then I’ve made plenty other friends and have tagged along with them for fun nights and it has been a lot of fun too, though different all together. Ladies night out was something the girls- Runa, Ruan and I came up with in college. It was the time we got to dress up and go somewhere fancy, do what we want and talk about things we can’t with the guys around. It was more about talking than anything else. The night always promises to bring us, top-notch ladies together with some top-shelf dining. Here are some photos from Saturday night with the ladies! :-)

Thank you girls - I love you two! The chocolate shots were fun to have, I ate all the food placed in front of me in a great frenzy mood, and enjoyed it a lot. The only disappointment was being asked by a bald old guy to join him and his veteran friend for a drink! :-/

I celebrated my return to drinking again this weekend, and I am very, very thankful for the existence of Ladies Night. And then, just to balance out the weekend and make sure it doesn’t get too boxy, I went shopping on Sunday.

I got a new haircut too, to keep the heat off my neck - something of a makeover.

Mmmm! I love summer time.

There’s nothing like a good song and good music doesn’t need to remind you how clever it is, it doesn’t need fantastic new age noises and it doesn’t even need a very long introduction. While routine and social calls piled up between work and home this song stayed firmly on my play list. Despite getting pushed back a little, I promised not to waver. Then today, during a brief quiet period in work, I pressed play on track one. And I smiled. Regardless of a relative lack of commercial success, this remains one of my critical favorites. Most of the songs from this artist are acoustic tracks and it has to be said, more simple than the stuff I play here on EC but it’s still such a gem. I don’t know if you can ask more of an album than for it to stick in your head and make you wish you came up with the lines yourself. It's a simple song with a catchy little hook. Sometimes that's all you need. Take a listen. ‘Sleeping Dogs’ by Madeline.

Happy Monday, y'all!