Hardly surprising when you see what Lycra and other clever fibres can do for your legs. But your supermodel killer pins come at a price. One third of the lucky ones not laddering on first wear, don’t survive more than 6 wears. And only 1 measly miserable percent live long enough to be worn out. Before this sad ending and while waiting for the arrival of the indestructible tights, you can extend their short life and reduce your stocking and tights budget with these few hacks:
According to magazines, barbecuing is man’s work. As soon as the grilling season starts, they tell you that outdoor cooking is a testosterone laden enterprise. Raymond, being no exception, fancies himself the god of fire, expert on all things grilling. We gracefully bow to this virile know-how, but we point out the he who masters the flames is also the one who cleans his equipment. Unfortunately for him, the sign of a good barbecue is often the sorry black sticky mess clinging onto the hotplate and racks. To help your dear beloved cope and clean like a king, quickly brief him on health and environmental dangers of toxic cleaning products, totally incompatible with his ancestral cooking methods.
On this beautiful World Motorcycle Cleaning Day, you washed yours. All bikers know how important it is to keep their machine clean, but they often forget to maintain their helmets, especially the inside, which turns into a terrible foul-smelling den of bacteria. If you put away a damp helmet just after a ride, you’ll probably be confronted with a terrible olfactive challenge next time you use it.
Next time you turn on your windscreen wipers, pause and mentally thank Mary Anderson and Charlotte Bridgwood, the two brilliant ladies who invented them.If your wipers fail to clean your windscreen properly, the blades are probably dirty. Shame on you! Immediately erase this disgrace with...
We totally agree with Joan Crawford’s now cult one-liner from Mommie Dearest, but we add “naked.” Au naturel, these coat hanger skeletons don’t belong in our cupboards and certainly not in our amazing, recently lined, wardrobe. Such a beautiful show-case deserves only the best dressed hangers.
Every year, at the beginning of winter, I have an overwhelming need to hygge up my home – i.e. the Danish obsession with getting cozy and content. Since shabby-chic is in, I won’t resist the urge to cozify auntie Hortense’s vintage wardrobe. Lined walls and shelves are an unexpected touch that can really liven up an entire piece from the inside out – and who doesn’t love a good surprise?
The Harley Davidson Owner’s manual, the bikers’ bible, recommends keeping sodium bicarbonate – aka baking soda – and water close at hand when working on your bike. So, if baking soda is good enough for Harley-Davidson, it’s good enough for Raymond. The dear boy was overwhelmed when he found out that he could prepare his own car/motorbike/boat/bicycle cleaner.
In The Party, Peter Sellers gives a brilliant demonstration of what not to do when a toilet doesn’t flush properly.If you find yourself in the same situation, resist the urge to push that lever a second time. Your loo might be showing forewarning signs of a blockage in the making.
It’s official: knitting is hot again. Forget the grannified image. After years of being considered a seriously unsexy sign of sedentary dotage, it has turned into a hipster pass time.And, as Ryan Gosling remarked, at the end of the day, you have a nice creation. Which is not the case if you take out your frustrations on a punching-ball.
What did Calamity Jane do when she took a break from her shooting routine to paint the saloon walls? She got some milk.The great gunslinger and all her mates used the white liquid to make their own paint. And they were not the first ones to do so.
No really zen, the art of motorcycle maintenance. Raymond, a total Robert Pirsig fan, declared April 29th official World Motorbike Cleaning Day. Obviously, with the current budget restrictions, WMCD needs to be an efficolonomical affair which, thank goodness, it is totally cool these days.
Imagine the worst possible scenario: late on a dark and lonely Saturday night, you are faced with a plumbing emergency: the toiled float is punctured. Raymond is away on his yearly trek in Nepal and Sid, your favourite plumber, who is trying to save his marriage, has gone incommunicado till Monday.