Funny Hair and Serious Studying

The best thing about being blonde is not being blonde. I've been cycling through the rainbow, and I think the purple could be my favourite. The girls at school have been making requests, and it looks like turquoise is next! People at work haven't batted an eye at the uncorporate colour, which I see as tacit permission to sally forth.

Don't worry Mom, it'll be a human colour by the time I'm back home. I'll try, anyway.

I have a day off today, which means chores, chores, and cakes! Laundry is nearly finished, which means it's back in the kitchen for me. I feel fairly confident about the Fraisier (minus the royal icing piping), but I get a bit wobbly about the Alhambra and Opera. I don't really like practicing the Alhambra just because I don't think it tastes very good. I don't want to eat it, and I don't feel right about giving someone a cake that I don't think is that good. But I've decided to just do the damn thing.

Let's just say I'm no longer a fan of roses.

It's getting to the end of term so I thought I'd get the chefs a little token of gratitude for everything they've taught me thus far. J and I ended up going to Harrods food hall, and I'm never going back. The service is great but the place is an absolute zoo and heaving with tourists. We couldn't get out of there fast enough! I didn't feel so guilty about taking J there since we also stopped by Bar Boulud for their amazing burgers.

Exams are only a week away, and I feel like I haven't prepared as much as I did for the Basic exam so that means buckling down for the next week and studying and practicing. I guess I couldn't deny my slacker nature, but fingers crossed that I'm still good at cramming!

Practically Over

We finished the practical exam portion of the Basic course today! Hooray and Hallelujah! 

We were all dreading the possibility of getting the genoise for our exam dish, so of course, that's what we got. To tell the truth, I was bumming pretty hard when I saw the recipe but it didn't turn out as bad as I feared. My buttercream could've been less yellow, but there was nothing else I could've done better. I feel like I left it all out there, and that's all I can do. I'm just so freaking glad it's over! Now I can stop filling my fridge with sweets that I'm sick of eating by now.

I could've practiced more, sure, but I spent the day before at the salon looking like this:

And now I look like this:

Sorry, Mom! At least I didn't shave it!

And now I'm off to spoil myself with some of the best macarons in the world per our chefs. Apparently, you can't get them out of Switzerland, but J just happened to go to Geneva for work, and brought me this!

I am a lucky, lucky girl.

Lazy Sunday

After I wrote my Kitty update, I talked to my family, and everyone made an effort to make me feel better about the situation. I'm so lucky, I definitely won the family lottery.

J thought a day out would help, but the weather has been pretty uncooperative lately. We had a window of sun this morning, and we went to The Providores on our high street for Sunday brunch. French toast can only help, and we managed to snag our favourite seats in front of the window.

We picked up some groceries for pasta bolognese for dinner and went home where I did this...

J hates it when I give myself a home haircut so I waited until he was on a work call and couldn't hear the buzzing of the clippers. I think I did an alright job so long as you don't look too closely. ;) 

I've got to admit, I feel a lot better after the French toast and shaving my head. Hey, different strokes for different folks.