It's a snowy Sunday afternoon. I write this sitting by the fireplace, smugly ensconced in cream cashmere, picking my way through a box of boozy chocolates. Opps, I've just dropped a half eaten cherry liqueur down my front, karma is a bitch. Before I get too drunk to type I better tell you about this weekend.
Saturday morning Mummy McCoy, Gabi's babe-a-licious mum, took us for lunch in Soho.
I may be a Londoner, but I couldn't resist whipping out the family tartan for the occasion. Although my clan's honour was nearly compromised as the garment was caught in a breeze from a passing taxi making a spectacular getaway. And where did you think you were going mister?
Lunch was at Foxcroft and Ginger in Soho. It does the best soya mocha in the capital, according to me. A rich heady drink served in chintzy porcelain and an irresistible rush of endorphins.
Then there are the super hunky sandwiches and the brownies; gloopy super compact wedges of filth. Just the way we like it.
The McCoy Ladies
Gabi Rocking her Pilgrim Hat
As we left Foxcroft it was beginning to snow. Luckily our husky and sleigh only had to pull us to B-Soho on Poland Street where our friend, the wonderful Rosie of The Londoner blog was hosting a blogger's lunch. Of course this was really an excuse to do what bloggers do best; eat and instagram pictures of our food.
Personally, I've always prefered Luigi
I had the pleasure of running into the lovely Kelly and her friends Georgia and Lucy. Kelly and I have been cyber-friends for a while, but as soon as we laid eyes on each other embraced like long-lost amigos and were quickly 'updating' each other on important life events.
We then fought our way through a throng of starry-eyed male admirers to reach my two favourite ladies- Rosie and Phoebe. Phoebe is a model and Rosie is..well.. perfect.
We exchanged exciting tales of our weekend, moaned about significant (and insignificant) others and took more photos than Narcicus. When all was said and done (although 'all' is never really said) we hugged till we were black and blue, for it would be another 5 hours till we saw each other again!
Rose and Pheebus