Fracas Noir || Susanne Waldau - te Brake I swear to tell the truth as I know it…

Dry clean…………….check
Administration…….check
Laundry………………check
Manicure…………….check
Victoria’s cake…….check
Clear out inbox……check
Cigars…………………check
Packing……………….TBD

Almost ready for Paris tomorrow!

A rare sight…me baking

Not too bad although it probably won’t win the cake competition tomorrow

It’s a fart party this morning. I don’t know what my husband ate last night, but it’s not good I can tell you that. Fortunately I slept so deep that I didn’t notice anything but this morning is another story. I sprayed my heaviest perfume, Iris Nobile by Aqua di Parma to mitigate the effect. [...]

I don’t know quite how to sum up this day. Was it good or was it bad? The first half certainly belonged to the latter. Stomach and back pain was plaguing me, and my mind was making loops going over events from the past. But sometime after a medium rare steak fried in onion and [...]

I was suppose to wrap up some work stuff this evening. But other things came up, that seemed more important.
I think everyone experience it at some point… When you start questioning some of your friendships and relations. So I started thinking about friends… true friends. There are friends you know will be there for you, [...]

I was working until late last night. I’m still not ready with what I should have accomplished so I will have to continue tonight. The laundry was going on until 2 am, and I didn’t fall asleep much before then. I always need time to wind down. Especially if I’ve been running around the house [...]

I just woke up. My alarm clock was staring back at me with a clear message that it was already 12 o’clock. Fantastic! Every bit of extra sleep I catch right now is welcome.
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It wasn’t a particularly busy day yesterday. Apart from having to go and file a report at the police for a [...]

In bed with my espresso, reading the news and listening to Vmix, my favourite radio station direct from Paris. Wish you all a fab weekend!

Charles Webster - The gift of freedom

Although Reinout had supposedly a bad back he couldn’t keep away from the winebar.
Some pictures from last night’s rendez vous with MJ and followed by an unexpected visit to the local sex shop. I found these cute little surprise packages which I decided to buy for Reinout’s staff. Quite silly, but a lot of [...]

Things rarely work out as they’ve been planned. And thus I am not in Paris. I’m not even in France but in Haarlem to be precise, waiting for a train that is delayed. Yep so much for glitz and glamour in the fashion capital. So what happened?
Well, Reinout has been suffering from a sore back [...]