I succumbed to the cronut craze on Saturday.
Each month Dominique Ansel switches up the flavour and the lure of August's coconut was unbearable. Yeah there was a wait but an easy one (albeit a couple of hours long) - I sat down the entire time, poured over September issues and talked to my fellow cronut fanatics I was in line with. Next thing I knew, it was time to shake hands with Mr. Ansel himself waiting at the door and get myself the two cronuts each person was allowed to buy.
Was it worth it? ABSOFKINLUTELY.
Would I do it again? Depends on the flavour I suppose (rose! rose!). Though I am probably getting S to wait in line then - he slept in on Saturday and only got out of bed as I walked in the door with the goods. Nomination for amazing "wife" award perhaps?
Anyway, the rest of the day was as fun as the morning. - visiting a friend with a patio garden for lots of outdoor drinking and many rounds of Cards Against Humanity (BEST. GAME. EVER); an evening birthday party at a beautiful Soho penthouse rooftop; and catching the latest Bollywood blockbuster at a midnight cinema screening.
|More Issues Than Vogue t-shirt, that infamous Zara skort, Forever 21 diamante necklace, Zara sandals|