Pass the baguette, pass up the leather culottes
Baked tomatoes with baguette
Tomatoes baked with success
Denim is back
...but I don't think this is what they had in mind
Nice dinner last night. My lifelong most-hated foodstuff (not bread) came out a treat, much to my surprise. Friends can corroborate tastiness of this dish.
Today’s working day involved visiting a construction site. The dress code stipulated no shorts, which sadly meant I had to leave my leather culottes at home today. 500 builders breathe a collective sigh of relief. Another day, another set of mottled, hirsute English thighs ungazed upon from behind the safety goggles.
Last week’s Marks n Sparks swimming cossie arrived at work today. Looks pretty good, although have lingering doubts about mid-leg cut. Hidden bra support good news for wearing it as a body-con style top though. Time will tell all.
Not done much treating self to Measure-endorsed consumables so far this issue, but the week is yet youngish.
Work busy, mustache.
I've always found it funny when people write letters to the Guardian's Weekend magazine complaining that the recipe ingredients are too middle class and the fashion only looks good on thin people. After all, it's just a magazine. Or is it? I decided to follow its recipes, fashion and lifestyle advice as closely as possible, to see if the aspirations promoted therein can really be achieved by the average reader who is not especially wealthy, not necessarily model thin and is obliged to work regular office hours. This blog has no affiliation whatsoever with the Guardian but I link to the Weekend magazine website for the purposes of illustration. 
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