The Cove

There is not a can of pureed pumpkin anywhere in this country. Fact. My plans to make pumpkin cupcakes for a friend's Halloween/Bonfire Night party next week have been scrapped. Buying an enormous pumpkin just to make cupcakes with is a little bit out of the question- defeating the purpose of cupcakes which are meant to be quick and easy! I was supposed to go to another Halloween party tomorrow night but it got cancelled. I'm gutted as I really wanted to go as GoGo Yubari from Kill Bill. The crazy, big nosed Japanese school girl who twirled a spiky mallet.

The documentary film I saw last night was The Cove. It was an amazing piece of work and I can't urge anyone to go see it enough. Beforehand, I was prepared to put it down as depressing and heavy but it was actually put together in such a loving, genuine, heartfelt, and sometimes even funny way you really do leave the theatre wanting to action your own campaign to make Ric O'Barry proud. If you haven't seen it, please do and in the meantime take a few seconds to sign this petition

On a less serious note, if only my feet weren't so Hobbit like, I would stop lusting after these pretties and be voguing at every given opportunity.