I’m not one for skimpy

I’m not one for skimpy dresses, and usually think they look tacky on other women. But there’s something about the Jennifer Lopez’ dress that makes her looks quite stylish. It could be because the rest of her outfit is quite toned down, easy 60s hair, no flashy make up. She looks like an extra in ST-TOS. Someone James T. would like to get up on. And let’s face it, he had style ‘n’ taste. Well, back then when I was little he did.

Just back from Zwolle where

Just back from Zwolle where 11 Dutch and Belgian bloggers (and friends) met up to plot their course. A lot of fun, food and drink was had by all. Thanks to skin & nina for the lift and to Ramon for organising things. Amazingly, Ramon even made it to the gathering – arriving half way through dinner, sun burnt and straight from Barcelona, Spain! Our next meeting will probably take place in Antwerp, Brussels, home of Ludo’s Le Temps Perdu.

Consumer aggro: Just got a

Consumer aggro: Just got a new GSM sub for my old phone. Then the phone breaks down. (‘oh yes, madame, 3 years is long for a mobile phone!’) Getting a new sub-free phone is too expensive. Would have to buy phone + new sub. Aaaaaaargh. Maybe I’ll wait if I get to do WAP stuff for my new boss and perhaps a phone to go with the work… Tom’s got himself a new Nokia anyway, perhaps I’ll get one like that with a pre-pay card.


More consumer aggro. Having a week off usually means: where can I spend the most money on the least necessary stuff? Well… I felt the need to own a varsity jacket again. You know, one of these yankee type two-colour sports jackets with a big old Y on the front. I had one red/black one for ages that was very new wave in its own little way. Also had a grey/white one that I bought on Carnaby Street in London. But I want a vintage one now. One that was worn by some jock in a previous life. They were very ‘in’ a decade ago when 50s type stuff was hot, so I decided to go to Waterloo Plein, an all year jumble sale here in Amsterdam. They used to stock loads of them at ridiculous prices. Turns out they’re ‘out’. Didn’t find any. Bah.

I don’t remember what I

I don’t remember what I was like when I was like when I was 15, but I sure as hell wasn’t establishing a net presence like Mr William Try is. And he’s logging.


Happiness: hot fresh multi grain rye bread from the baker on the corner (established in the 19th century…), topped with cottage cheese and sprinkled with celery salt. Better than…