holiday

3 days and counting until my Italian holiday!
woohoo
Can't wait...now to pack the ultimate holiday capsule wardrobe.....

enraptured by tv

So, it wasn't the rapture this weekend then.....

I was quite pleased really as I have a big selection of TV programmes recorded.
 I think that as a small pleasure in life, it is very satisfying to know that you have some really awful tv ready to watch whenever you get home from work and put your pyjamas on.
At the moment, I am particularly enjoying any unimaginatively titled real life show such as :
'America's toughest mega jail'
'World's fattest man'
'When Hamsters have psychotic breaks'
etc

In fact, if they ever did a programme called 'America's fattest inmates on Death Row who are allowed pets that subsequently attack them' I would SO series link that.

it's about learning to dance in the rain

I have an interesting relationship with inspirational quotes. Sometimes I love them and spend hours nearly buying them on framed posters or old distressed bits of wood in shabby chic shops, and at other times they make me want to vomit down myself.

However, this week, I was taken with this:

Now, I agree with the sentiment and I know I need a more consistent approach to positivity- but sometimes, around here, I feel like it's always raining and only on me.
And as for dancing? well, at best my feet may tap, twitch and shuffle but very inconsistently.
So one day, I hope, in the rain, my tap twitch shuffling feet burst into a huge puddle splashing lampost swinging routine.
Until then- anyone got an umbrella?

My Perfect Home...

...would look a lot like this.....

i dream of having a dog

In Pursuit of Elegance

Ever since I was a teenager, I have longed for the perfect capsule wardrobe. Hours of poring over magazine articles like "One sarong, 40 looks" and " The only skirt you'll ever need" have left me on a quest to own hardly any clothes, yet effortlessly turn them into outfits for any occasion. ( to be frank, Gok Wan hasn't helped)
I do have evidence of the elusive capsule wardrobe in action. I have a VERY elegant friend (lets call her KC for now) who owns very few clothes yet manages somehow to look: elegant, current and appropriate for any occasion while I look like I had a Bon Marche voucher that needed spending.
How does she do it?
I'm also pretty sure she has never tried to knot a sarong into a shorts and turban beach outfit.

Down by the sea

I do believe the best way to spend a misty drizzling August evening is feeling the spray of the sea on your face. Two friends sitting on a rock watching the determined surfers catching the last waves of the day.

Unless of course, that same August day brings a lottery win, a mansion in Sandbanks and a marriage proposal from Tim Curry, then THAT would be the best way to spend an evening of misty drizzle.