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Ignorance is bliss, and anyone for Pimm’s?

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So right seeing as Summer Solstice has been, and gone, I officially declare British Summer time in full swing. Summer is my favourite time of year for many reasons…

When I think of Summer, the first thing that pops into my head is Pimm’s. Anyone for Pimm’s? Oh, yes please!! It is simply divine, and such a refreshing British drink. Pimm’s is a quintessential part of Summer. I don’t know about you, but my Summer certainly wouldn’t be the same without Pimm’s O’Clock moments. Summer has only just begun, and I’ve already managed to get through a few bottles already (not a surprise with this delicious weather right now!), but nothing quite compares to a chilled glass of Pimm’s, and lemonade (personally I’m a Schweppes kind of guy), with some fresh fruit, and mint (from your own garden, even better!). So, whether you are sat lounging in the garden on the flagstones soaking up some divine sunshine, or at a polo match enjoying a fine weekend in style; Pimm’s is an essential part of any summer.


Another part of summer I simply adore is the al fresco wining, and dining (prosecco, and barbeques?!). There is something ridiculously perfect about sitting outside in the evening, when the scorching sun has cooled down slightly, and having a gorgeous meal with friends, and family. Garden parties with glasses of Laurent Perrier rose, family meals (steak anyone?) with a touch of wine, and lunches with a spot of Pimm’s, it is all awfully de rigueur, and very pleasant ways to spend one’s time. Oh, and you cannot forget the ABSOLUTE delight that is Eton mess.



Summer is also an excellent excuse to jet off (not that you need an excuse) on a last minute holiday somewhere warm (especially with England’s bad luck with summer time weather!). Whether you fancy a bustling city break to a cultural city (Prague’s rather nice), or a couple of weeks of lounging, and spraying Veuve over yourself on the beaches of Marbella, or Juan-les-Pins (I mean come on, who wouldn’t want to be covered in champagne spray?!).



Summer en generale equates to a very happy Lorien. I find it allows you to appreciate some of the finer things in life (how many other times of the year is drinking the day so socially acceptable!?), but also combines the simple pleasures on life, in the respect you can just lounge, and relax – it is also a very sociable time of the year. Socialising in the sun is so much more satisfying for some reason. Everyone loves a spot of sun, and can you blame them?

I have found myself to be a very busy Lorien recently; at this time of year everything just seems to happen at once. I have had a lot to celebrate recently, and that’s always nice. A lot of birthdays, promotions, and things of late.

My darling Mother had her birthday too, we had a rather debauched meal, and evening (I invited some of my friends along too!) – which was lovely.





I like this photograph of Mumsy, and I, at my little sister’s birthday party – which I am just about to go on to.

My lovely little sister had her birthday party too, and god is she growing up quick. She is one hell of a fierce little redhead! I cannot believe how much she has grown up recently, thirteen going on eighteen!



I took this photograph of her for one of my classes, she has such a cute little face! I did her hair, and make up in this – it was supposed to be sort of hot mess, posh totty sort of thing? The photograph was supposed to scream excess, with the many rows of pearl, over made up face, and BlackBerry in hand. Her style is very Blair Waldorf esque, she loves pearls, bows, and classy things – but she wears them in her own kind of grungy way.



This photograph of my sister I took before we went out for my Mother’s birthday, she is wearing her first pair of ‘proper’ heels in it. She didn’t have any black tights that she hadn’t laddered, so we decided to mess them up more for a kind of grunge Princess sort of look? Very Courtney Love, or Taylor Momsen I guess? I think my little sister’s style is so cute, I love the quilted Chanel esque bag (I bought her that!), and the simple pearl bracelet – very cute.



So, who watched the World Cup? England’s loss to Germany was painful to watch – it really was brutal. Shame that we’re now out of the World Cup, as I rather enjoy watching the matches – oh well, better luck next time I hope! England played shamefully this time around, quite frankly I don’t think anyone is proud of our team right now. I love the atmosphere when you watch the matches, how it is so tense, and you’re on the edge of your seat (the alcohol consumed whilst watching it is always fun too).

I’m so exhausted, it is nearly 3 am as I write this, I’ve been non stop for days now, and I’ve barely slept at all. So much going on. Too little time! I’ve had a few issues recently, but I suppose I can sum it up with this very good piece of advice:


“Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,
don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.”

Cliché, yes, but could have been worse, could have used Diana Vicker’s lyrics (after all I’m only going to let you kill me once!)? Something clearly I definitely need to pay more attention to… Ignorance is bliss, and sadly I’m not ignorant – enlightenment isn’t always the answer.

I have a lot to think about, but I’m not quite sure what to make of a lot of things – that combined with the epic factor that I’m a procrastinator extraordinaire really isn’t helping me right now… but ah well! I’m going to do things, and I’m going to do them my way; Lorien Adey isn’t going to change for anyone, and if you thought you could ever change me, ha well you are most certainly mistaken.

I think the following quote is quite relevant right now;



“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.”
— Marilyn Monroe

Now, I am going to bed as it’s ridiculously late, I have a busy day tomorrow, and my cup of tea has gone cold! I leave you with this photograph of me, because I can, I thought it looked pretty cool, and because I’m vain like that:



A few things on my mind…

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So hello June, where did you come from? When I looked at my phone last night, and saw June as the date it seemed almost a surprise! This year is going ridiculously quick, and I have not achieved half of what I have in mind yet… This blog is going to be a very me, me, me blog. I don’t have the desire to discuss anything else tonight, I feel lethargic, and apathetic – that’s my excuse anyway (oh, and the fact I’ve had an extremely debauched few days).

Starting on a negative note isn’t something I am particularly fond of, as a generally positive person, but here goes. I find myself having to deal with a lot of double standards recently, and quite frankly I’m tiring of it. Some people seem to thrive off the act of being judgemental, especially for acts they themselves also sporadical commit. Hypocrisy is not flattering with anyone. We all are guilty of it once in a while, but there are acceptable, and unacceptable degrees of it. The only thing I could say of certain recent actions is, you soon learn who your true friends are, and for that I am thankful. I would rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not (to be cliché). Friendship is better in quantity than quality, that is one thing I am entirely sure of. I have found a few of my friendships of late very kaleidoscopic, I can understand why – I guess I should have known better in that regards. I guess essentially all I have to say is get off your pedestals, and high horses, because the claws aren’t out, this isn’t a fight; I’m over that. If you get some satisfaction from your actions then go you, but quite frankly I couldn’t give a damn. I cannot even find myself disappointed in any of you.

Another note inspired by a recent event… If you end a friendship with me because you think that I consider myself better than you, then you’re being entirely hypocritical too. If that is the case, then you are considering yourself better than me – to the extent you choose to terminate a friendship for no apparent reason? I like to believe in equality, emphasis on ‘like to’, but such actions do make me think that I am better than you, and I certainly did not to begin with. Either way said friendship has not really been a great loss, it’s just proved the folly of oneself, and essentially given me the last laugh. I pity you, and I certainly will not be rude to you in the way that you were rude to me – because that is not how I conduct myself. I am not better than you, but I am better than that.

Well enough cryptic blogging (not something I really like to do if I’m honest…), just needed to get that out of my system before it consumed me entirely. Queue the music, and the whole, ‘you’re so vain, you probably think this blog is about you.’ plethora of drama, but I just wanted to say my bit, and now I rest my pen on that note. It’s all a pity, and some people just need to get a grip I guess. This is just all wearing me out, having to deal with unnecessary conversations lacking in any viable valuative polarity, or contribution to my life. It should be taking any priority in my life, I have many things to do, and dealing with crap like that isn’t very high on my agenda.

Now on to positive things, as en generale, I have a very good life, very good friends, and I really enjoy myself. I am thankful for that. In life once you learn to appreciate the little things you can do anything, I find myself appreciating some of the littlest of things these days – albeit of course the giant gestures in life are always great too. Satisfaction lies more in a state of mind, than in a state of materialistic gain. I found out the hard way, but a bit of retail therapy never does go a miss… In life you have some friends who are always there for you, and would do anything – then you have those who aren’t always there for you, maybe wouldn’t do anything for you, but you appreciate them in your own way for their own unique qualities. Everyone brings something to table, variety is the spice of life. I am very happy to have such diverse friends, each, and every one of them means something to me (even if they are sometimes a bit of a dickhead).

My throat is raw, my hair is a mess, my jeans have random stains on (what I’m not quite sure…), I’m physically exhausted, and I’m pretty sure I am looking rather worse for wear, but I am still smiling. I have had an excellent few days. I literally did not stop drinking for four days, which proved to be highly amusing, and it was nice to spend so long with my friends in the city. Some friends have proved to me how much I mean to them, and in turn, I hope they realise how much they mean to me. Despite the odd scandal, and alcohol induced drama (I don’t think my one jumper will ever be the same), I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I do not think it’s hit me yet! My liver probably does not love me currently, it has well, and truly been abused this past few days. I saw Lady GaGa Friday before going out, which was magnificent, she put on one hell of a show, and I was impressed! It was well worth the rather pricey tickets to go to the Monster Ball. I am now a liberated free bitch if anyone asks ;-) . I also had my trip to Oxford last week for a friend’s birthday, was extremely fun, but quite messy, then I went to Cardiff, and Barry to see my parents, and grandparents, got to sunbathe on the beach, and generally had a lovely time.

I leave you with a photograph of me (at the time I was having lunch with some of my dearest friends) somehow looking fresh despite my debauched few days (I was surprised I looked so well in it!);


I want to live somewhere where drinks flow from cocktail hour till breakfast at Tiffany’s.

p.s. remember in retrospect it’s nothing, and all you can really do is laugh.