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The year is nearly over; it’s a privilege to be here to tell the tale. After what has been a pretty frantic 12 months, being able to take a breath having done all, and when unable to do much, just to stand, is a wonderful feeling. I have made so much progress this year that I think I’ve got whiplash. I think of 2019 as the year of rainbows. I can’t believe that I had so much going on that I was unable to get my entry in for the Beauty Bible 2020 Awards. However, I’m not really sweating that; these things will fall into place when the time is right. In the meantime, I rest in the everlasting arms. Having fought off a vicious flu attack a fortnight ago – thank you 2019, the gift that just keeps on giving 🙂 – it’s a pleasure just to be able to inhale and exhale. All orders have been filled and dispatched, all designs for next year have been put on hold as companies shut down for the next fortnight. I did some guerrila Christmas shopping this weekend, put up the tree, and best of all, went to the most uplifting Carols by Candlelight service. I wrapped all the presents and even managed to deliver some already. Who is this crazily-organised person? Nothing left to do but to wish you all a very merry Christmas filled with joy and laughter. A huge thank you to all our customers; your business is much appreciated and the little selection from my favourite images above is for you. If you’re still frantically rushing around, may I suggest that you stop to take a breath, listen to some music: carols are great, and I wrapped the presents to Louis Armstrong and Ella Fitzgerald. It’s the little things. I leave you with some cheesy jokes which I have shamelessly stolen (thanks, Richard 🙂 ), and the incomparable Mr Armstrong performing the Basin Street Blues. Oh my:

Why did Santa go to the doctor? Because of his bad elf.

Why does Santa go down the chimney on Christmas Eve? Because it soots him.

The Original Boss
Ella & Louis — if I could do anything this well…………

Nothing says Christmas like a trashed Porsche. Just kidding…..
Adaptation at its finest

What have I been doing lately? Working myself into into the ground, that’s what. I was hoping that the end of the year would see things easing off but it turns out that the full-scale warfare which my life seems to consist of at the moment is going to go right to the wire. As Charlie Brown would say, Good Grief! I had a brief respite last week, showing some friends around London. It’s the best thing, showing someone how much you love a place; it’s like seeing it for the first time. We mooched around Oxford Street and I spent my time checking out the windows and planning what I can assure you will be some pretty superlative windowns when I get my own store. My favourite? Selfridges as usual for its bonkers windows which have nothing to do with Christmas really. Just pure creative mayhem. I also like John Lewis’ windows, much as I tend to totally ignore Christmas Ads. This year’s was pretty good.

Excitable Edgar in all his pyromaniac glory

My favourite pic of the week was one that I took at Earls Court. Line upon line of birds perched atop street lights, just watching what’s going on. It wasn’t as if there were no trees, although Earls Court is not exactly a verdant paradise. The contrary little varmints just like to sit on the lights, mainlining diesel fumes. True London birds, scorning oxygen and surviving on pure nitrous oxide. Makes you proud, it really does 🙂

What else? I had cause to stay at The Moxy at Heathrow lately and I have to say that I really like their whole design-obsessed vibe. The checking-in is a bit sketchy, the company trying to run a business on a shoestring, as usual. Give your overstretched staff a break, they may smile more, Marriott Group. Despite being overworked, everyone was pretty nice plus the restaurant will deliver to your room 24/7 which is awesome for a budget price. If you’re fairly laid back and don’t give a damn about fripperies, I highly recommend it. The bed is super-comfortable and the rooms are spotless. Most importantly, the bathroom is pristine. I am extremely particular about bathrooms. Yes, I’m in therapy for it, thanks for asking.

Lobby: The Moxy
Sketchy check-in and bar combo. I love those booth chairs.
The pristine bathroom 🙂
Selfridges’ idea of a Christmas window. You’ve gotta love a meteorite-smashed Porsche Panamera. Needless to say, I want one NOW!

What else? I went for my first Christmas meal of the season. The food and service were so bad, it was hilarious. I am absolutely certain that the chef called in sick and the porter thought ‘any fool can cook a dinner, surely’, I won’t name the restaurant to protect the guilty but at one point we were considering using the crunchy brussels sprouts as bowling balls in a game of table skittles. It was on par with the fabulous ‘Liver in Lager’ conjured up by Timothy Spall in Mike Leigh’s terrific film, ‘Life Is Sweet’. Just imagine the worst school diner, ever. Luckily the company was so good that we stayed for nearly 3 hours anyway. In this spirit, I leave you with a cheesy food joke (see what I did there 🙂 )

“What’s worse than finding a worm in your apple?” “Taking a bite and finding half a worm” Have a great week.