Look, sometimes I want to get all deep and serious with my complicated feelings about the inevitable passage of time, and sometimes I just want to talk about nail polish, if that's okay with you. Today is a nail polish day and I have some important, pressing news about it: I have found the perfect one.

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I'm hesitant to recommend the music I'm listening to because music is such a personal thing, but I seem to be on a kick in 2012 where I devour whole albums at once, track for track, gorging on them so greedily so that if you were to see a silhouette of me from the side, it would be like when a snake swallows a mouse whole and you can watch it moving slowly down the length of his body. With me, you'd see CDs instead: entire albums that I listen to on repeat for days on end.

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I had a whole different post lined up and written in my head—what, they don't count when you write them in your head?—but I have managed to spend the entire evening embroiled in one enormous, never-ending, multi-player game of Draw Something instead, and so that one's going to have to wait. 

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Look, I didn't think it would happen either. I didn't think anything would replace my beloved Cover Girl Lipslicks in Daring, which I have written about here and here, and which I fully believe looks fabulous on anyone.

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Cape Town can wait; have you seen these videos by a guy called Flula Borg? I know Flula Borg sounds like the kind of noise you make when you're sneezing really violently—"FLULA BORG!" "Bless you!"—but Flula Borg is actually a semi-famous German guy living in Los Angeles who makes hilarious videos about the weirdness of certain English idioms. 

Take this one about the phrase "the proof is in the pudding," for instance:

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It was all Steve Carrell's fault, really. The Office was a repeat on Thursday, and so we were trying to find something else to watch. "I have two ideas," I told Sean. "There's this reality show called The Only Way Is Essex, which is basically like Jersey Shore set in England. Or I've been hearing good things about Downton Abbey, which is a British period drama set right before the First World War."

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Have you heard of Birchbox? Nobody is paying me any money to say this, swear to god—none of my Splendid Things are ever, ever sponsored or given to me for free, by the way; they're just things that I've bought with my own hard-earned cash and liked—but I have become sort of obsessed with Birchbox. Basically, for $10 a month, you get a box of high-end beauty products in the mail every four weeks. The catch? Well, they're sample-sized. Generously sample-sized, though, I might add.

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Attention, attention! Cease whatever you are currently doing! I have found the world's most perfect workout top!

Perhaps you, unlike me, have not been on a ten year quest to find the world's most perfect workout top. In which case, you should skip this post and go roll around in your stack of already-perfect workout tops, you show-off. For me, the search for a perfect workout top has been a long and fruitless one---until now, that is.

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Look, I am only going to say this once: if you fly, on a plane, with any regularity, there is something you need. I have decided that I can no longer fly without mine, and the few times I've tried to do it, I have regretted it instantly. No, it is not a lifesize cutout of Prince Harry*, but it is pretty close in its awesomeness.

It is a white noise app.

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One of the things Sean and I said we were going to do in 2010 was to take more day trips and weekend getaways to the area around San Francisco. As you can see, it's almost the end of 2010 and we've pretty much failed ourselves entirely, but we did also have "buy a house"  and "get new jobs" on that list, so we can probably call it even.

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