Last night I watched A Single Man. Don't tell me I'm a zillion lightyears behind the rest of humanity, because I know. Still, I had spent the day gloriously at home baking blueberry cake, and so I felt like I needed to do something a little more sophisticated.
And it was lovely. Truly lovely.
As an admirer of the innate panache of Tom Ford anyway, I'm not exactly breaking any new ground if I use the word stylish, it doesn't even need to be said. But it was more than that, it had real substance, by halfway through I was transfixed and by the end, i'm not afraid to say, I may have even cried a little.
If you haven't got around to seeing it yet, please please do.
Even if its just because its pretty. (which in my opinion is a totally valid reason for doing anything anyway. but whatever)