I lost a PPQ cardigan to a pack of bastard moths the other day and just this minute, while slobbing out in my pyjamas watching Clueless I went for my dressing gown and SIX flew in my face. They are all dead now, and the room has been vacuumed, said dressing gown is now in a hot wash.
Only yesterday I was reading Susannah Frankel's column in The Independent about her losing a Rick Owens scarf to these blighters. So the time has come to invest in some cedar sachets and regularly hoover under the bed, how boring!
Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Posted by loveyoumore at 14:11