Wednesday, May 25, 2011


Brilliant, no?
Now press PRINT on your tool bar and take this down to Centre Management at your local mall.
Do it.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

I rug you

In the throes of planning the decorating overhaul of our new’s a total and utter work-in-progress and for now the best I can do is copy and paste delightful images onto my desktop. Counts for something doesn’t it?

My desirables of the moment - RUGS. Geometric, bold, animal print, herringbone.

Give ‘em to me!

Unfortunately for area-rug-obsessed little me, all of these beauties are nowhere to be found in Oz, but for those of you o’seas, you can score one at

The hunt continues....but this is for shiz what I am looking for!

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sticky Piccie

Hey there, Gollywog, you wanna eat with me?

I said EAT, God damn it!

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Brilliance by Dooce

The mother of all bloggers, Heather B. Armstrong, from the acclaimed Dooce, has such a way with words...

"Did you know that "certainty" and anything remotely similar in meaning is the Universe's cue to screw with parents?"

So true, right?

I heart her brain.

In love with....

The last of my 3-part luuurrve series.

The following items are making me swoon in a big way this week...

 Cross-body leather satchels.
I have one, and people are asking me if it’s in fact my conjoined twin.
’Nuff said.

Shabby chic white dining tables with timber tops.
Papadada has promised me a DIY replica.

Eye chart art.
Custom-made is the go.
Imagine the possibilities....

Painted furniture.
I have about 3 thrift store finds littering our back deck.
Can’t wait to smack them with paint brushes. Yipee!

Poffertjes. Duch mini pancakes.
They’ve been staring me down at the local cafe.
It must be done. And SOON!

Well my pretties, I hope you enjoyed the things I am loving on at the moment. It sure helped to lift my spirits!

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

In love with....

And the love-fest continues, peeps.

Today, I pay homage to these smile-inducing thingy-majiggies:

Carrera Sunglasses. I want a pair so bad. 

Old, vintage suitcases, stacked, for decorative purposes. Kitch. Love.
(good storage solution too!)

Vietnamese Spring Rolls. 
So. darn. more-ish
These + glass(es) of white wine = best Friday night meal EVER

Chalk boards. In frames. 
I want one in every room of the house.

To be continued....

In love with...

Guys, I’m seriously J-U-S-T emerging from a 2 month long nightmare with the Sticky One. No details to come. None. Beat it, negativity! I’m so done with you!

In lieu of dark, broody, ‘poor me’ sentences, my posts for the remainder of this week are going to be full to the brim with positivity and things I LOVE!

Pictures a worth a thousand words, and Lord knows I can’t string more than four 1-syllable words together at the moment, so here goes...

I love Acupuncture.
I have been going twice weekly for 2 weeks now, and finally, sleep and I are back to being BFFs.
Rachel, my natural therapist, can stab me anytime she likes.

I love flat leather riding boots.
Comfortable, stylish, chic, wintry.

I love earplugs.
Along with the acupuncture, they’re helping me sleep. And really,
what’s not to love about anything this yellow and squishy? 

I love slow cookers.
They are making my weekly ‘menu planning’ a breeze.
Healthy, easy, hearty, delicious.

I love soy lattes.
Now that I am working 2 days a week, I am indulging in one of these either before or after work. 
Peace and quiet, me and my latte. Nutty, milky goodness.

I love IKEA DIY projects. 
That cool kids book shelf? IKEA spice racks, $2.49 each!

To be continued....

Saturday, May 14, 2011


Desolate beach walk - check
Chillin’ with Papadada - check
Man-hug with Papadada - check
Cherry-tomato scoffing with a side of sand - check
Mama behind the lens - check


Monday, May 2, 2011

Sticky Piccie

It’s been a while since you last saw him....

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you, HAT, PJS and GUMBOOTS!!!!

He’s heavily into ‘dressing up’ these days. Mostly accessorising with various hats and shoes. Yesterday? It was my straw fedora and tan wedges. Needless to say, Papadada was MOR-TI-FIED....