Today I’m painting the kitchen in preparation for our new cupboards going up. I was supposed to do it at any point since last October but have left it until the day before. Of course.
Not that I don’t enjoy painting - I love it in fact. It gives me a chance to wrap up my long hair in a scarf a la Rosie the Riveter and wear paint spattered ancient Levis. Always makes me think of Bananarama in the Cruel Summer clip.
All duds from Etsy.
Searching for a dress to be married in last year was fascinating. In the space of a month I had completely moved my sights from very sculptured and tight dresses, like a Forties “war bride” suit or a Gaultier flesh-pink corset dress, to more romantic and feminine shapes. Edwardian lawn dresses, Thirties chiffon and my favorite of all - Irish Crochet Lace gowns.
I didn’t wear one in the end. They’re totally impractical for a registry office then pub day, far too tiny for Australian-reared shoulders and waists, they’re mostly available in the States, and a hand-made well-preserved dress will set you back thousands.
Doesn’t mean I can’t dream…
On ebay.
Just after the wedding in the back garden with Lomo cameras. Taken by Paul Stokes.
Time to put up the Christmas tree…
I hope to win this 1940s wool and knit myself some over-the-knee socks from a pattern I found in a junk shop a few years ago, but that has languished in a box since… or a vest with an accent colour at the neck and hem, or perhaps that old standby of a large moss-stitch scarf.
Wish me luck!
Mr G and I had SUCH a great dance up at the Roisin Murphy gig at Brixton Academy on Saturday night. What a pop star.
In a strange coincidence when I looked up “Roisin Murphy Brixton” on Flickr I came across a photograph of a man who rudely pushed in front of me at the bar. I’m sure he didn’t mean to *sigh*, but that really gets me down.
Still it was a great night - Christophe Coppens’ wild stage gear, the light show, the friendly crowd, dancing up the back, old songs, news songs, drinking pints (!).
Such fun.
Braved the weather and the crowds to shop today, now catching up with my blog reader and flickr friends. Hundreds unread. What fun!
