Heading to a party tonight where I have to dress up as a lyric from a song. My propensity to reach for double denim meant I could only think of songs with the word ‘cowboy’ in them, so Space Cowboy it is. Panic bought a silver top and might have to cover a cowboy head in tin foil. Just googled ‘what do space cowboys drink’ and apparently the answer is a cocktail of moonshine, pineapple juice and montenegro so we’ll see how I end up tomorrow morning! This week’s leftovers include some hot takes on burrata, Barbie and Thomas Straker’s ‘chef team assemble’ post, unseasonably warm but delicious meals to cook and a few fashun purchases for anyone who’s remotely interested.
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