About two months ago, I was reading through an old Vogue and there was one of those small stories in the first few pages with a headline ...
Poetry Is Thoughts That Breathe And Words That Burn
Sadly signing up with Bloglovin means that everyone sees how impatient I am when I press enter immediately after typing in my quote-y title....
A Parcel of Fortunes
It's interesting you know, when you receive gifts from other people... while you might continue to fall into the same shopping traps (an...
True Love/False Love, Mushrooms/Toadstools
What a fast weekend. Over in a flash. Perhaps it was something to do with the weather. Or perhaps it's magic? Inspired by - Picnic at Ha...
Time Is A Circus, Always Packing Up and Moving Away
I'm in love with things that have charm. I don't care if they are careworn/falling to bits. Like this jacket. It's missing so ma...
Dressing Up, Dressing Down
I haven't been posting as much as I want. I work full time and have been doing so for around six months now. When I'm dressing for w...
To Market, To Market
This weekend I finally got around to waking up early... which is pretty marvellous for me. And what did I do with this magnificent re-claime...
Birds of A Feather Flock Together
I've been slowly acquiring a small collection of 1950s vintage dresses. This latest one is the dress that I got for Christmas. I've ...
Next Years Words Await Another Voice
A veryveryvery belated New Year's post. I spent forever and ever making this dress only to take absolutely horrible photos of it. Which ...
A-Tisket, A Tasket, A Green and Yellow Basket
I hope that everyone's weekend has been going well. In between lolling on my mattress and eating delicious, delicious Pringles, I've...
A little bit of something else. I wore this last year. It's one of the many reasons why I haven't been posting to much. I've mor...
Funny How The New Things Are The Old Things
Long time, no see. Vanilla Dress: self-made, vintage fabric Red bird brooch: thrift. Shoes: thrift, recently re-coloured. Luggage: New for m...
Happy Ever After, It's Not As Important As Just Being Happy Right Now
In the blink of an eyelid, I'm becoming some one I'd never thought I'd be. So caught up in the mundane that I'm unable to se...
My Brain Is The Key That Sets My Mind Free
I disappear, I lost control, My body's moving, On it's own. I watch myself, Walk away, A poor spirit, took my place. I apologise for...
Don't Order Any Black Things, Wear Violet and Purple
R Godfrey Rivers - Under the Jacaranda 1903 Purple - Associated with royalty, spirituality and mystery. A colour which can be sweet, bright,...
You Aim To Win The Same Races You Had Won Before.
So the races were on yesterday... and even though I had an outfit I didn't end up going (due to Alex having to work until 4pm). But that...
Cut From Love and Ink
Sometimes I have a thousand unanswered questions running through my head that I can't answer or even begin to explain. Like why are star...
Red Snappers Snappin', Clam Shells Clappin'
I became addicted to Rock Lobster by The B52's around this time last year. I was searching for animal themed songs for my Alice in Wonde...