it's time to face the facts. i am a nerd.


up until yesterday, i was convinced i was definitely not one of 'them'. i was positive that playing hockey (however intermittently) meant that i was more sporty spice than dougie howser.


but when i found myself talking about film speed, aperture/shutter control, lomos and digital cameras, culminating in a discussion about photoblogs and other desirable gadgets for over an hour with a friend (and with nothing other than a peppermint tea and a sip of rather horrible iced melon tea to sustain myself with) last night, i realised the truth - it's not wearing glasses that make you a square.


as i scour my diary for drinks appointments (and thank goodness, there are a few), i pledge that i will not become like the cookie monster - i don't think blue is my colour - possessing a 'one track mind', searching for the best cookie in the world. skål (cheers in swedish) everyone - i'm going out for a boozy lunch!


(...but i will be the assistant for nobu's shoot on saturday, though!)


-tips to help you combat those signs of nerdiness-

1. don't wear glasses. if you must, wear ones that make you look normal, as opposed to a librarian on acid.
2. doc martens are not, nor were they ever, hip.
3. boys: don't talk about sport in front of girls -especially quoting how some world cup goal went etc.
girls: best not to mention the fact that chanel has the best eyeliner ever.
4. your wishlist of gadgets should not be shown to anyone, even your loved ones.
5. if all fails, remember the maxim: 'alcohol is the temporary solution to all problems'.