Monthly Archives: April 2011
The Bill Cunningham documentary left me buzzed on the exuberance, frivolity and sheer pleasure of fashion. It also left me feeling a little sad. To cheer myself up, I went to Marc by Marc Jacobs.
Here is another Ozzie photographer. Chris Court is the brother of Sibella Court, she of the eclectic objects and voluptuous interiors. There is a family style resemblance.
Miriam-Webster has a spot on their website where they stick the new words that people send them while those words are waiting to make it into the dictionary.
lt feels like Gerbera daisies are a kid’s idea of what a really happy flower looks like.
Most mornings I eat eggs for breakfast. But lazy weekend mornings at home call for a Dutch Baby.
There seems to be a lot of interesting stuff percolating down under so I wasn’t surprised when I came across the work of Sydney photographer John Paul Urizar.
Elle needed to go to Tustin. Happy Mundane and I went along for the ride.
The crochet bedspread dilemma has me reconsidering the bedroom so I’ve been looking around, waiting for inspiration to strike…