Pollution is bad, guys. For reals. So last Wednesday, my husband and I flew out to Los Angeles for a long long weekend of dorky social and mayhem. He’d never been to America, let alone LA, and I’d been a fair few times now, but MAN, it is full on. I’d be exhausted regardless, but I’ve never felt the smog quite as much as we did on this trip. I don’t know if it’s my age or it was just really heavy right now, but just being outside and breathing in, you immediately get this hit of something nasty grating against your airways. I’m used to the black snot you get from a day out in London, but this was HARDCORE. The only place worse that I can think of is Beijing. Now that we’re home, it feels like something crawled down my throat and died. Otherwise it was fun, even though my anxiety was in full swing because weather/people/too much everything.
So I kind of didn’t want to caffeinate myself once we got home yesterday, as we flew out Monday afternoon and landed Tuesday morning, and I really wanted to get a good night’s sleep to try and iron out my crumpled circadian rhythms. Had this with lazy takeaway Singapore noodles and catching up on the cooking shows we’ve missed since last week.
This is just sweet and lovely, like sweet strawberry jam sprinkled with lavender. The vanilla gives it a round warmth, and the lavender is fresh and present, but doesn’t steamroll over everything else as lavender sometimes does. I feel like this would be good cold too, but I super needed warmness.