No one can be that shallow! Can they?

On the way to order a double de-café skim soy latte

Living in Sydney, you quickly come to appreciate the amazing weather that bestows this worldly isolated suburban metropolis. The warm sunny days in winter makes it one of the best times to get out and about and enjoy the great outdoors.

Everyday, I sit in my office and gaze out of the window, soaking up the sunlight and looking longingly outside at the people strolling across the bridge or the people having a picnic down below in the park below or people cycling around the block or the old rich guy stopped at the traffic lights in the new Mercedes Benz SLK convertible or the train conductor blowing the whistle on the station platform or the construction workers sitting down doing nothing or the guys who routinely rest with a cigarette against the balcony of this lady’s apartment in the building next door whom we suspect is operating a makeshift brothel and is enjoying very brisk business. Everyday, I wish I was outside enjoying the weather like those people.

Sunlight does strange things to you. I have even started to contemplate what I am going to plant outside my bedroom window this season and have even began to trawl through my backlog of Backyard Blitz to sow some ideas, even going as far to read Better Homes and Garden. I am leaning towards creating a semi-tropical garden – something with ferns, palms and lots of greenery while creating a zenful landscape.

I have also started to read the weekend paper in the day bed in the garden during the mornings, basking in the warm mid-morning sunlight. Hanging up the washing has also become something of a sought after ritual.

But to fully enjoy the weather and the warm sunny days, one must be properly equipped – generous amounts of sun lotion; a broad rimmed hat; and of course, killer sunglasses.

As I was sitting in a café the after a day of hectic furniture shopping, I was sitting down to enjoy my coffee where upon I chanced an unattached glossy. Thumbing through the pages, I stopped all of sudden and broke into a grin. Down at the bottom of the page were my sunglasses. But it was the caption that went with it that captured my attention and the coupled with the sunlight; I felt a warm fuzzy feeling.

“These are Christian Dior. They’re so expensive you’ll die.”

posted by tykang @ 9/03/2005 10:31:00 PM