At last. The next exciting instalment of Blog Love. On reflection, I think I was being a bit ambitious trying to post every month; you can't manufacture love, or conjure it up out of thin air. You have to feel it in your gut, and that goes for blogs as well as boyfriends. So from now on, I'll be sharing my blog loves sporadically...
I mentioned that when Lucy was staying with us last weekend, she was sweet enough to take Fin and me on a mini love shoot, letting us see her amazing skills in action. What I neglected to mention was that said shoot took place outside. In a public place. In the middle of August. Next to three restaurants, a hotel and a bustling harbour. In...
Image by Nick Papakyriazis I hate bank holidays. Hate them, hate them, hate them, because I NEVER get them off work. The only public holidays we get are Christmas, New Year and Easter. We *allegedly* get extra days of annual leave to make up for it, but that's cold consolation when I've already used up all my leave and it seems as if...
Oh look, another month, another blog love post missed. Whoops. I do have one in mind; I just haven't, erm, found time to write it yet. Sorry about that. So, instead, I'm setting you a Friday shopping challenge. After the success of the now legendary yellow skirt hunt, I wondered if I could enlist your help once again? I have been suddenly struck with...
All images via Bluebellgray How beautiful and cheering are these fabrics and prints by Scottish textile design company Bluebellgray? Aren't they just amazing? I want it all. I first came across Bluebellgray's designs thanks to Sophie, who created the gorgeous florals for designer Fiona's wedding. The entire wedding in all its glory can be found on photographer Lisa Devlin's blog right here and oh...
I wish I felt about ANYTHING today the way Clara feels about this fan. I want that expression on my face, right now.Instead, I'm feeling somewhat flustered and harrassed and generally kind of arrrgh.It's all a bit stressful, this lawyering lark. Nobody mentions that, at university.Nobody warns you that your work might actually have consequences. Might actually have an impact on someone's welfare,...
Those of you who have been paying attention will know that this blog was named after the words of a wonderful poet, Wendy Cope. I owe my love of her work to my mum, so it was only fitting that together we burled along to listen to Ms Cope reading at the Edinburgh International Book Festival. Much of her verse is witty and...
What's red, very hot, and makes you look like a four-armed two-headed Gryffindor?
Monday, August 22, 2011
A Siamese Slanket, OBVIOUSLY. Otherwise known as "The Best Present Ever". Well, it's actually tied in first place with a stunning bouquet created by the super talented Sophie of I Heart Flowers. Both of which were given to us by lovely Lucy Stendall and her husband, when they came to stay this weekend. Can you believe she got us a Slanket just because...
Banner, $14, Urban Outfitters Woohoo it's the Hubster's birthday! Happy birthday, Fin! xxxxxxxx To celebrate this momentous occasion, I thought I'd share with you one of his favourite YouTube videos ever: Don't talk back to Darth Vader, heee'll getcha! Oh, the cuteness.* But that's not the only thing I'm celebrating today. As of yesterday, I can officially cross another goal off my life list....
Sadly, due to meeting my husband-to-be in the salubrious surroundings of a sticky student dive at the tender age of 18, I have never had an opportunity to become "well-versed in the arena of e-love", unlike the inimitable Anna K. In fact, before I started blogging, I thought people who spent a lot of time online were the ultimate in tragic. Creepy, sweaty...
A new white polo shirt, unfurled from a drawer. Long, straight creases criss-crossing my back, the foreign shop scent still lingering faintly in the fabric. A fresh packet of tights, ripped open; no holes in the knees, yet. ...
On Saturday we were talked into going to see a comedian called Sanderson Jones. We were talked into it by the man himself, who has instructed the Edinburgh Fringe box office to sell no tickets and instead is selling every one of his tickets personally. As you might expect from someone who has to personally talk people into buying tickets, his material - a...
It may be a sign that I spend too much time with Fin, but this cracks me up. Happy Friday the 12th. Image by Snorgtees ...
(I did warn you that posting would be sporadic.) I have gratefully stepped away from all of the badness, and wrapped myself in all the goodness of Fringe by the Sea. A timely, much-needed reminder of what a community can be. Last night, Eddi Reader brought the house down. The woman is talent personified. Funny, intelligent, and a voice that gets you right in the...
I cannot believe what has been happening in London (and now, worryingly, elsewhere). The images we are seeing are heartbreaking, terrifying and utterly depressing. I'm thinking of all of you who are there, and hoping you are safe. When will it come to an end? How do we, as a country, possibly come back from this? {Edited to add: I wrote this at 1am...
It's Fin's birthday in a couple of weeks. 28. Nearly 30. Ten years older than he was when we met. We're growing up, settling down, getting older, and I don't really mind that. There's something reassuring in our quiet, calm existence, our growing bank of shared experience and whispered plans. But we're not too old to let our hair down once in a...
Sam Dubeau via The Sweetest Occasion Oh, the excitement is almost too much! First, a huge thank you to all of you who entered my lucky yellow skirt giveaway. I had secretly envisaged a big fat '0 comments', or every comment saying "I don't want the skirt, but...". I know I said I wouldn't cry if that happened, but let's be honest, I...
