30/04/2011

friendly sharks







on sunday two weeks ago, we were in wellington. my favourite city in new zealand so far i think (-:
we met up with cousins for breakfast, at the sweet mothers kitchen for good food (i had waffles). they had decorations. lots. and as you can see, the bill arrived protected by a shark. quite nice it was. then we went shopping, but that is a tale for another time.

28/04/2011

27/04/2011

25/04/2011

what i wore

i haven't use my tablet for tooo long. it was nice getting it out today.
(i look ever so slightly pregnant... o.o unintentional.)

her head was a city of paper buildings



i want more than this small town. i want bright lights, big city.
i want austere buildings with too many windows, stretching up, and i want shop windows full of colour, and their slightly scary mannequins, never mind the bitchy salesladies inside.
i want out of this small town i'm in.i want tiny side streets, with little cobbled stones, i don't care if they stink of piss, the rain will wash that away. i want badly lit little cafe's with not enough room, but antique little tea services on the tables, and sugar cubes too.
i want my own front door, with a tarnished copper door knob to match, and the rooms inside, no matter how few windows they possess. it will be my own. and i want to walk the streets of the city and feel at home.

24/04/2011

colour


i'll be honest. i'll be upfront. i have an uncertain, but very logical fear. a fear of colour. or to put that better, a fear of wearing it.
oh dear, that sounds rather dramatic. lets change that statement a little shall we? try to clear this up.
i remember seeing on tv once an advert, it was for some ladies show about clothes or somesuch, and there was one woman who wore only black. as in, only back. as in, she had no items of clothing in any other colour in her possession, only. or that's what the ad made out anyway. but i'm not that bad. for example, i own things in other colours, ie: a grey skirt, several checked shirts in red/blue/green etc, several creme tops, a navy cardigan. once i was brave enough to purchase a cute cardi in a faded blueish teal colour. to be honest i don't know what possessed me that day.
i just like to play it safe. sticking to the basics, the honest, unpretentious colours of navy, creme, white, black and grey are easy. i don't have to think for too long about if this goes with that, or whatever. you see, it's logical because i know that if i stray, if i buy one day say, an orange skirt, i wont have anything to wear with it & it will end up unused...
but... i have to admit, after perusing fashion blogs and sites like lookbook.nu and frankie magazine and even plain ol' weheartit.com, i kind of feel like, 'yes! i love that look. i could put together an outfit like that, right?' you see, its all rather tempting. some nice rusty orange, lipstick red, juicy prune, marvellous mustard? it all sounds rather nice doesn't? like a big, unattainable carnival. unfortunately.
SO. i have decided. enough is enough. enough lazy dressing, enough conservative colouring, enough blanc et noir! ladies, it is time to add some colour to things.
however. lets not rush into things. i don't want to look like anything resembling a walking rainbow; or any sort of rainbow for that matter. i still like understated style. but, now, i will start experimenting with some colours. i think i will stick with red, mustard and blue for now, at the very most. i dont want to go overboard. (and i meant those 3 colours separately, not together. old ways die hard.) but for now i will leave you with a promise, to push aside this silliness and post some (irregular, i must add) photos of moi truly, wearing some items of colour in the near future!
(a cute little boat and some candles from a windowsill in my sisters house.)
spending the whole of today in my pyjamas. really quite extravagant? no, actually it is quite justifiable.
i was feeling quite sick, though i'm feeling halfway alive again now. i've been content reading a somewhat trashy crime novel about an insecure blonde singer with long blonde hair who has a penchant for shooting her husbands, and eating pieces of half cooked toast with golden honey. hmmhmm

23/04/2011

coming up roses





these pictures are old. missing my canon, i left it at my sisters by accident. (who would ever separate themselves from their beloved camera on purpose?!)

also: feeling very grateful & fortunate for life right now. appreciate the good times right?