#68: Things to Look Forward to
An (early) spring/summer mood board!
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A Friday email for a change, as it’s been a bit of a headache on my end—what started as a simple phone provider change and phone upgrade has seen me in and out of four O2 stores (and no new phone as of yet). But we move.
Ivan and I had a glorious WFH lunch on the roof today. The roof! It is eight degrees out, but crucially, it is sunny. We slurped scallion oil noodles and fried tofu and kimchi and revelled in an event we christened “the soft opening of roof season.” The sun on one’s back coupled with a cool breeze: few sweeter feelings. I—being an optimist when it comes to these things—am thinking of spring time.
It’s an apt meal to foreground this week’s seasonal mood board. These are the outfits, sights, feelings I’m anticipating and holding in mind as we hurtle towards summer—because the year is already running away. It hit me today that I will be getting married in less than six months! So I am looking forward at an even more pronounced angle, with more giddiness than usual.
Some things (sartorial or otherwise) that I look forward to, besides the wedding:
Full skirts; big, bursting tomatoes; florals (clichés exist for a reason); drinking outside; New York, and China, in May (my first trip back to the mainland since 2019?); tank tops; the British people’s unadulterated love of sunshine and in the same vein, a thronged Hyde Park on a warm day; just sunscreen and lipstick and my cotton “sack dress,” as Ivan calls it—the garment that feels like it touches the least bodily surface area when worn; a beer, standing up, outside; people visiting London from more extreme climes; my ‘bachelorette party,’ for the lack of a better name; ice cream (the only item I always eat quickly); powdery purples and buttery yellows; good cherries by the pound; abusing my sandals, because I can’t seem to wear them without wearing them out at pace; the grilled fish truck near us; swimming in salty water at some point, if I’m really lucky; orange lollies, which I ultimately eat year-round; being told my skin looks nice when I’m really just sweating; the smell of my fancy deodorant; my first Opera experience; plenty of sunny spots for Ilya to lie in.
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