There’s been a lot of buzz around the breakfast occasion in recent months, and not just because the porridge market is booming thanks to a chilly winter!
Move over Mods and Rockers, a new fad from the kids that brought us Cosplay and Gangham Style has arrived. These days it’s all the rage for teens from Tokyo to Seoul to gather at McDonalds and have ‘Potato Parties’. The concept is simple. You order cartons upon cartons of fries, empty them up onto your tray, and chow.
I don’t know about you, but when I’m stressed or my limbs are feeling tired after an exhausting cycle home, I like to run a bath– and I’m a big fan of bubbles (I still like to sculpt childish bubble beards and bubble hair).
Over the holidays I spent some time in the Dutch city of Haarlem. Keen to reacquaint myself with the local culture I found myself in a bar just off the main square, ordering a beer within moments of arriving. The conversation went like this:
I came across this escalator etiquette sign on a recent trip to Westfield shopping mall in Shepard’s Bush. The warning triangle with a silhouette of Croc’s clog within it made me chuckle for two reasons.
Following Tango (in the non-twitter sense) has always been a source of awe and entertainment. I mean, Turbo Tango is probably one of my favourite products ever – the ridiculous idea of a foaming non-alcoholic drink, which sounds like edible party string genuinely appeals to my juvenile self.
I enjoy random facts, figures and lists. I always have. Trivial Pursuit is my board game of choice, and I’m currently reading 1,227 QI Facts To Blow Your Socks Off. In recent days I learnt that the international dialling code for Russia is 007, and that Scarlett Strutt is the 9th most important person (ever) according to The Tatler List; a ranking of 576 ‘people who really matter’.
When your underwear is this good, why hide it?
Mary Portas is trying to reinvigorate the British manufacturing business onepair of Kinky Knickers at a time, and the ladies over at Smoothgroove are trying to shoehorn women back into their cat suits without the embarrassment of a camel toe thanks to a little plastic panty insert- apparently the X-Factor stylists swear by them.
Anyway, there’s a new player in town – with an offer so practical, it rivals Bridget Jones’ pants.
Feé Mouss’ is a vegetable-based mousse blended with cream in three delicious flavours, Beetroot, Carrot and Spinach (really selling it, aren’t I!) What makes it special is the fact that it’s an aerosol-based purée, which lets home chefs add a swirling gastronomic touch to canapés…oh and it’s French, so it must be good.
People often struggle to hide their boredom at research groups or debriefs. I recently attended some qual research groups in London, which were so popular it was practically a ticketed affair. Broadly speaking (and because of client confidentiality) the topic was ‘play’. We were there; behind the safety of a two-way mirror watching the Jeremy Kyle show unfold before our eyes.
I’ve been doing some work on lotions and potions for the beauty category in developing markets for a while now. I tuned into some focus groups with Indian women who were discussing whether or not icons of body parts should be present on packaging. Their answer: ‘No! What if my father-in-law finds it?!’
So imagine my surprise when I came across the advert for ’18 Again’ – India’s first ever vaginal tightening and rejuvenating cream.
It’s August, and Christmas is officially on the way. Tins of Quality Streets are half price in Tesco, the Harrods winter wonderland has opened, and depressingly, we’ve had the last public holiday until the Christmas day.