Heart this.

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Friday (because it's almost the weekend) beauty post!

Again, madly dashing about for a gorgeous wedding tomorrow, so will not be able to ramble on about how little I know about makeup (darn), so I thought I'd share just a few more of the beautiful shots we took a couple weeks back. OH to live in an enchanted forest...

ps - this morning at the markets, I just about passed out from excitement when not only was I the only one to get a box of figs on branches for le wedding, but my lovely grower had also snavelled the only persimmons on branches as well! Yes. My life is a little sad. But my GOSH they are beautful! Will have to take pics for you! Because I'm sure you're intrigued...

Headpieces by yours truly xx

Snaps by Lizzy Allnutt

Sniggle time!

Sarah Blasko. Perfect Now. Listening on repeat. Yes yes, I'm a little slow on the uptake, but its just. so. good. Also? I want her hair. And all her clothes. Maybe I should call her and ask. Yeah, I think she'd like that.

Christmas crush...

So I wanted to wait until December before I started getting super excited (and poor) at the prospect of so many lovely stores, but alas, one caught my eye yesterday as I was manically sourcing and I thought it only nice for me to share. Also, their Christmas decorations are very sweet and jump started my Christmas fever, much like the glandular fever, but in a more peppy fashion. So woo for Christmas!!

It seems I can't walk past a good paper shop without purchasing bucketloads of goodies, and this one is no exception. Paper2 on Crown St, Surry Hills is just wonderful. If you were a notebook and were knocked off by a jealous postcard, and managed to get into paper heaven? Well. This is where you'd end up. Please excuse-io the poor photos, they're the only ones I could find. So use your clever little imagination and imagine it like this, but with approximately 68.2% more stock, more lovely furniture to display lovely stock on, and of course, a room filled with Christmas-y delights!

So get on your bike, preferably with a baguette and bunch of fresh Spring flowers, and tootle on over to the lovely ladies at Paper2, and try not to purchase the whole store. I dare you.

ps - There were Christmas trees at the markets this morning...big bushy green trees. I was trying to sniff one when I noticed people were looking at me like I was strange. Psh. Cleary they were the strange ones *cough*...

Great love...

One day, as I was walking along the cracked and speckled footpath, I felt something land on my shoulder. I swiped at it, as I was feeling blue, and did not want a nuisance in falling foliage. But again, I felt something soft gently settle on my shoulder. At the same time, something landed on my brown crazy curls, and got caught in the blue leather of my handbag. As I kept my eyes down, brimming with tears, I tried to reason. Perhaps I had walked under a shedding tree, but there were no trees along this isolated road. Perhaps I was caught in a mini whirlwind which was picking up school yard debris and letting it settle on my tightly wrapped green jacket. But there was not a whiff of breeze. I tried to soothe my aching heart with the kind of upbeat words friends use to bring back a smile, but the bruising only deepened. It was only as I lifted my gloved hand to my cheek that I noticed something strange. It hadn't been leaves falling from the sky, nor muddy debris picked up of the ground. It hadn't been the raindrops that had been threatening to fall from the sky only moments before. I reached out my hand in front of me, slowing to a stop by a brightly coloured swing set. They were love hearts. Falling on me. Hundreds, thousands, falling just on me. Some small, some bigger, all falling like the first snowflakes of the season. Everything was muted in the afternoon sounds, and as I paused, for just one moment, covered in hearts in shades of ruby, cerise, raspberry, merlot, scarlet, blush and cherry, I was happy. Everything was simple. For love had found me. In my sorrow, in my pain, in all my perceived loneliness, it had sought me. Hunted for me. Pursued me. And when it had found me, instead of berating me for loosing faith, it covered me with a softness, with colour, with beauty. And it gave me hope.
I stood there for an eternity, billowing piles of hearts covering my feet, my ankles, my knees. When a gust of wind came rolling down the street, my breath stopped in alarm, for I wasn't ready for this moment to finish. My heart was yet to heal. But even as I had this thought, as the hearts began to shift, as the colours began to reflect the light and bounce into shades unheard of till now, I knew the best was yet to come. They filled the air, they filled the air with music unheard, with colours unseen, and with gay abandon. I lifted my arms and my face towards the fluttering sky, amongst the mess of reds that swirled around and around, lifting my hair and brushing softly against my face. As my eyes closed, and the wind picked up, I could feel the love hearts, whipping against me in the softest way. It was exhilarating. I felt alive, I felt joy!
The wind eased, and I opened my eyes, a smile cheering up my tearful eyes. And they were gone. Gone forever. Yet I did not feel sad, I did not feel blue. I noticed, under my old leather boot, a tiny little red something flapping in the soft breeze. I bent down to investigate, and found the smallest heart of all. This love, this great love, had not left me. It had left part of itself. And as I tucked it in my pocket, close to my heart, I returned to my path, with all the joy one can possess. For this love, this great love, had returned my missing piece.

Image via le love

Monday morrrning...

It's true.
For starters, I recently wore red lipstick.
And yesterday, I told my friend I wanted to buy a song from youtunes. Yes. Youtunes.
But strange is GOOD, yes? Yes. I agree.

Friday (because its almost the weekend) beauty post!

There is a rather hugemongous wedding I shall be applying my hand to this weekend, but before I dash off, here's our beauty spot, short and sweet. It's the rubyandjoy headpiece shoot! The pics are hereeeeeee! Doesn't get much more exciting than that! Well. It does. But for now, when my head feels stuffed with cottonballs, it pretty much takes the cake. Mm. Cake.

Hope everyone enjoys their weekend. Perhaps stay inside to avoid looking like you decided to sit in the oven for an afternoon.
xx

image by Lizzy Allnutt

I will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love.

Love above all. No...not the artful postures of love, not playful and poetical games of love for the amusement of an evening.

But love that overthrows life.

Unbiddable, ungovernable, like a riot in the heart, and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture.

Shakespeare in Love

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Lovebirds...

Possible the cutest little lovebirds I have ever seen. And I have seen, well, not that many, but enough to qualify me as someone who likes lovebirds. Darn. Where's a lovebird expert when you need one!?

In other news I would like to enquire as to the correct pool etiquette when someone of the opposite sex begins to swim upside-downsies under water in front of you watching your butterfly kicks through their exceptionally googly eyes. And yes. Said googly eyes may be googly due to goggles, but STILL! eugh....

ps when swimming I manage about 2 laps of butterfly total, but just thought I'd throw that in there to impress the socks of you. Worked, didn't it?

beautiful photos from the delightful Caroline Tran

Real Weddings | Ashley and Grant

Ok. Is it just me or do these two look like models? Gorgeous wedding models? Ohh there are so many more photos to flip through in this gorgeous wedding, I wish I could put them all up! Make sure you yodel your admiration to one of our favourite snappers (more in a photographic sense, less the fish) Tec Petaja whilst wearing your best clogs. To add to my list of things to find...a field brimming with brightly coloured wildflowers. So sweet! Although horses frighten me. Perhaps a field brimming with brightly coloured wildflowers, less the large toothy beasts. Yes. That would be quite lovely!

And more exciting news from my inbox! Vera Wang has just released for Waterford Wedgewood a new dinner set in time for Christmas called 'Naturals'. It looks quite natural. Funnily enough. Lovely for relaxed festive fun and of course, gifts! Check out Wedgewood online to have a peek. And the beautiful Pulp Paper in Sydney has just relocated to 294 Sydney Road, Balgowlah. So be sure to pop in and say hello!

gorgeous photography by the superb Tec Petaja

Happy Monday!

Hello my lovelies! Happy Monday and all! I myself was woken to the dulcet tones of barking dogs which, just between you and me, I could listen to for hours! BUT I pulled myself from my blissful wakening back into the real world after a weekend of birthday fun, only to discover being MIA for approximately 2.6 days is equivalent in the online world to 2.6 years. Good times. So before I bore you with stories of painfully awkward situations (woops already done THAT!), falling over, short skirts, Heritage Hotels and strange Irish men, I'd best dive back into my to-do list with the ferocity of a squirrel with a new found nut.
Chat soon!

image via Kate Harrison xx

Pretty pictures!

image via daydream lily xx

Pretty pictures!

image via le love xx

Pretty pictures!

By the photography super star Max Wanger xx