I've discovered that doing something that we're not good at can still be a lot of fun. Like, say, drawing.
Yesterday I went out for dinner with three female friends. Two of us wore trainers, a random sweater, and no makeup, sporting undyed, unstyled, greying hair and hands wearing no traces of manicure. The other two wore cocktail dresses, stiletto heels, chunky golden jewellery, red nail polish, and nice haircuts blond enough not to show... Continue Reading →