The new black vinyl floor has just been delivered.

I've made a chocolate pudding for tonight's informal get-together.

Going to Ikea with a friend at the crack of dawn tomorrow. I hope they have those swanky black chairs I really, really want. I don't care if they're comfy, they're gorgeous, that's what matters.
Yes, it's *that* kind of mindset which makes me buy a crappy digital camera or a lousy phone.

I know, I know. Only inner beauty should matter (or my butt's comfort when it comes to a chair), but I tend to use my brain a lot during a normal day of work, so by the time I switch it off, I turn into Silly Superficial Blythou, a critter who swears by design over everything.

With a bit of luck, those chairs are beautiful AND comfy. And if they're not, well, too bad. I'll suffer in silence until the cats have destroyed said-chairs and it's time to buy new ones.

Oh, and I need to find a place where I can make "Loser Candy" badges. It sounds like something out of Seinfeld and it'll leave people puzzled which is always a great thing.

Blythou out.

My Inept caretakers are flawed, true. They're like big irresponsible kids (you saw them in Moomin World after all), but they love their art. Especially outsider art, design & photo.

So we took a trip down the Design Museum where we saw this fantastic fabric exhibition. Take a look... I think you can even take a virtual tour of the museum. Much better than me, who had to wait in a locker while they were squealing over Marimekko and Tempella droolworthy fabrics.

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