Saturday, January 5, 2013

You fool, you think I'm beautiful

You fool, you think I'm beautiful

Me, this one little soul on a big bad crowded planet, I think that our differences make us beautiful.
When hubby-to-be and I produce photographs, make coffee or even describe the same event, it's so amazingly different, but compatible by a mutual understanding of the love of photography, coffee and having fun.


So you, random stranger whom did somehow stumble upon this rambling blog, what makes you beautiful?
What are your strengths, and your little weaknesses?

What inspires your heart?
That's pure beauty, let it shine and love may find you.

My dream room

My dream room

Funnily enough, this looks very similar to my lounge room at the moment.
It's nice to have an idea to build on.

I love a minty feel to a room, along with the crispness of white and natural finishes.

Watch your wallet, my heart's set on Paris.

Watch your wallet, my heart's set on Paris.

If I were a gold digger..

Clucky me

Clucky me
I'm lucky enough to be a mum of a beautiful, amazing 3.5 year old.
He turned to me the other day and asked me when I was having another baby.
I told him I hadn't planned to. "So yours tummy is empty?". "Yes.".
He then leant in and kissed my tummy and hugged me.


....Just in case we change our minds.. here's my dream nursery, complete with Lucas' pawpaw ointment (a life saver for nursing mothers and also a handy lip balm or nappy cream).

Dirty Secrets

Dirty Secrets


Okay, hello there everyone tuning in by cables and wireless signals across the globe.
We all have a dirty little secret, niggling our insides, nibbling at our integrity and peeking it's foul stinking head out when most inconvenient.
They're not the innocent little secrets, the dancing around singing into a hair brush to terrible tunes sort of secret, it's darker, the part of ourselves we don't want to admit to.

We all have it, the inner turmoil, violence, jealousy, hatred, bitterness.
The memories we want to disappear.
You're not alone.

Perhaps our shortcomings, our secrets, our forever untold stories have some morbid beauty in that they might hint to the juxtaposing forces of (if you will) the soul within.

Perhaps we are perfectly imperfect and there is some aesthetic in such dark beauty we may stumble upon to search to succeed, to love all of ourselves, not just the presentable selection.

That's enough talk (and wine) for tonight.
Let's put those skeletons back in a fabulous closet and endeavour to think fondly upon them as a learning step, a resource, or kindling for passion.

Angel

Angel

My favourite perfume is Theirry Mugler's Angel.
I love how it's fresh and warm, zesty and not too sweet.
What's your favourite perfume?

Cancerians

Cancer


Inspired by those born June 22- July 22, under the sign of the crab.
Your power colour is Silver, your stone, a pearl and your ruling planet, the Moon.
Cancerians are excellent organizers with a good sense of value and economy which they may combine with a flair for inventiveness and originality.