We were hanging out with Alex (formerly Bingo), at our friends' Emma and Andrew's house, this really cool tall house in the middle of Hastings Old Town: five stories, white wood painted halls and stairs (we did that too, before we knew they did - probably around the same time). Andrew had made this great salsa and they ran out of corn chips, so I went outside to get more chips, and beer. It was twilight, early Saturday night in Hastings, and the style on the street... it looked like a Diane Arbus photo album, really atmospheric and moody.
So I came back, with the beer and the chips, got my camera, went back out, and ran into this lot. I asked Maria (above) why she and her friends were wearing over the knee socks - was it a coincidence - and she said 'we're having a nerds night out!' That's when I realised: they all had glasses on, which is bizarre for me in itself, considering that this week, in a 24 hour period, I was contacted by three unrelated people and brands - invited to do all kinds of interesting things to do with eyewear.
Anyway, it soon became clear I was not going to get that moody, Diane Arbus vibe, but hey, that's okay: what I love about life is, you absolutely cannot plan ahead. Just gotta go with the flow.
As I waved them goodbye, I didn't have any cards on me, so I just said 'google streetstyle London, you'll find me' and Maria said 'I really hope we can remember' which - I can't explain, it was the way she said it - was hilarious. So.. earnest. I really hope she does.
After the guys went to sleep, Emma and I were up, chatting, til 5:30, when Honey, the dog, decided she wanted to play catch up the top of the hill, above the town. I have never laughed so hard, not in a long time: Honey was relentless. She's in training, apparently, for some kind of 'fly ball' dog show in Bexhill. That is one ambitious dog.
Totally knackered now. I am too old to stay up all night. How was your weekend?