We all scream for ice cream!

In celebration of Charlie's birthday the only appropriate place to go on a rainy Wednesday afternoon in February was to Morelli's Ice Cream Parlour in Harrods!

As always when it came to order I made a panicked decision and just went for the Piz Macaroni, solely because I was told it came with a giant pink macaroon… It was definitely the right decision though, with the raspberries stopping the whole thing from being too sickly, and I even smugly saved that super-sized macaroon until very last!

Everyone else went for the Chocolate Brownie Sundae, which I was slightly sceptical of until I discovered it came with hot fudge sauce... Judging by the silence whilst we ate, I'm guessing it was pretty good as well!

An action shot of that delicious looking hot fudge sauce! 

Although on the slightly pricey side, Morelli's is definitely a great spot to celebrate any special occasion. I am certainly already trying to find an excuse to go back!

You can find Morelli's on the second floor at Harrods.

Deliciously Disturbing: American Psycho

80s synth-pop, Matt Smith, and a musical adaption of one of my favourite books of all time, what more could a gal want?

I had this kind of morbid fascination with Bret Easton Ellis' masterpiece, finding myself intrigued at the prospect of hearing the innermost thoughts of a serial killer, and although found myself pulling a grimace on a train whilst reading that scene with the rat, there was something deliciously disturbing about the whole thing.

Now the film was another story - I just hate blood and gore. It's one thing reading it on the pages of a book, but seeing it acted out on the big screen was just too much, so I was one slightly skeptical viewer when we headed to the Almeida Theatre.

Safe to say I was certainly wrong to have been apprehensive! Director Rupert Goold decides to focus on the internal thoughts of Patrick Bateman (Matt Smith), with all the murders being portrayed through clever scarlet lighting and music, rather than any actual blood! Smith has the wonderful ability to appear strangely emotionally vacant whilst still making the character completely believable.

Also, rather unexpectedly, the play was filled with deadpan humour, which only added to the continuing relevance of the satirisation of the material culture surrounding us. As much as we might want to cast aside the consumerism from the 80s, this production simply reminded me of the omnipresence of the 'it-girl' culture, having next season's handbag or shoes, or having been to that hot new eatery before anyone else, that seems to be particularly prevalent with the rise of social media.

Aside from the particularly ridiculous music and dance number about the intricacies of the business card, that was certainly worthy of the laughter it produced, the soundtrack was fantastic. The score mixed songs by the Human League and Huey Lewis and the News along with original compositions. Matt Smith's rather monotonous singing voice actually worked incredibly well, perfectly fitting Bateman's vapid character. However, for me the real star of the show was Bateman's secretary, Jean (Cassandra Compton), whose singing was one step above the rest of the cast.

Tickets may have sold out at the Almeida, but if you find yourself free one morning at 11 it's definitely worth queuing up for a day release ticket. Alternatively, undoubtedly there'll be a transfer to the West End in the works so keep your eyes peeled and grab tickets for this at the first possible opportunity.

We are always the same age inside

So it's only apt to enter the blogging world with the New Year and start with a list of my aspirations for the next decade (or maybe just year) of life…

1. Start a blog

Well I'm apparently in the process of doing that! But seriously, I like writing,  I waste too much time online, and buy far too many clothes, so what better way to harness this than start a blog?

So far going fairly well...

2. Make the most of living in London

This time next year I'm going to be gallivanting around Paris, so I need to make sure I tick everything off my London list before then! From now on, every weekend  I'm going to aim to do one thing I can only do in London. First on my list: a trip to the Almeida Theatre to see American Psycho.

3. Read more

This is something that has definitely suffered since I started uni - after a day spent reading in the library the last thing on my mind is curling up with a book. But with aspirations to work in publishing, I should really make more of an effort! I've just invested in a Kindle so hopefully playing with my new gadget will encourage me to delve into a novel slightly more regularly…

4. Kick my  cheese addiction

The first step is admitting it right? Those that know me can vouch for this one. The way to my heart is not generally sweet (although I am partial to a good GU cheesecake if anyone's listening). Since I started working on the cheese counter in a rather famous department store, this addiction has piqued.

But it's now at a dangerously worrying level. I recently caught myself buying 'Good Cheese' magazine, something which even my colleagues found amusing... There's seriously a whole world out there for those who are equally obsessed with cheese, but it's not doing much to my already minimal street cred (or my waistline for that matter).

5. Drink more coffee

This is what everyone in their twenties should do right?! I feel like the key to success at this point in life is doing everything with a cup of coffee in hand. I'm one step closer to achieving this having been given a Nespresso machine for my birthday, so I'll get back to you in a couple of weeks when I'm inevitably completely wired and hopefully one step closer to being Carrie Bradshaw....

6. Stop shopping

This is a hard one for me. My tiny room is stuffed to the brim with clothes I don't need (but promise I still love!) so I am vowing to spend more time trying to make the most of the clothes I already have. There must be millions of combinations I've yet to find within my wardrobe and now's the time to embrace them. This way I might just end up with a bit of spare cash to get my sisters slightly better birthday  presents than last year... (Although let's be honest I will always be a shopaholic!)

So here we go, I hope you enjoy my musings. Bon appetit!