Summer is……
Sitting in Queens Park for hours on end with an i-station, beer in a bottle, never getting a hangover because you’re permanently drunk, walking home when the sun comes up, Beirut, sunglasses being acceptable attire even at 8 o’clock, bare legs for a night out, having evenings in with wine and girly chat (where a sail is not needed for cigarette smoking shelter), walking places and not complaining about it, eating feta cheese out of the packet, making alcoholic ice cubes, trips away with the girlies, festivals, painted toenails, the Lido, watching the OC from within the shade and not having a care in the world.
Having said that though, i should probably go close my blinds, turn my music up loud and work. Fucking brilliant.
