Posts Tagged ‘brunch’
How one girl’s working Sunday turned into the best excuse to dine out, at 2pm. This is what they call “Brunch”.
In between blogging, reading Wintour’s biography (which I polished off Friday night) and trying to find the perfect black leather pumps there’s time for the one meal for which being hungover is a requisite. Whether you’re a romantic couple refuelling after a sleepless night in an all-white hotel bed; a group of Chanel-clad girlie girls with mimosas on tap or the middle-aged gourmands who wear Gucci because it’s made in Italy and so is Parma prosciutto and Sassicaia – Brunch is not just something you grab; it’s an institution.
High society do. Hello, my name is Eurotrash and I’m here to tell you about what I feel has voraciously become my new favourite pastime: Brunch. A perfect series of events happened to me on the way to the bus stop. Saturday night’s idleness lead me to become completely enthralled with The Devil Wears Prada on The W Network – even though I had already seen the film and have a special sort of contempt for Anne Hathaway.