coming up for air

After two mornings of trying to track them down, my Kate Hurst pants finally arrived in the mail this morning. Security stopped it at the mail room (the cool factor of working with the cops), which meant I had to run over to the next building, through various swipe points before claiming my parcel from a scowling guy who marked the package 'DELEVERY'. Oh lawd.

All good now. I am in love.

I have been smugly predicting that light easy pants such as these would make a comeback and they are creeping into the runways and the best part is they have yet to catch on with the public.

Fashion addictions aside, I'm in the middle of an insanely busy spell which explains the long update hiatus. I've finally secured a switch in career roles which not only guarantees more bacon, it is finally something worthwhile to sink my teeth into and hold my goldfish attention span. It's back to watching the hours whizz by and working insane hours.

In other words, I am ecstatic about it.

Regardless, I'm still relieved to see the tip of the weekend. I'm catching up with Adelle at Flinders Lane for lunch, drinks with the Perthies tonight and maybe catch the Olympics opening on the big screen. Tomorrow the boyfriend and I are going trawling for houses (yes, I might be buying one of those classic victorians!) followed by steaks at Squire's Loft with the Melbie crew. It's all fun and games for now.

I'll be back soon, I promise.