Word On My Street

We had a Council clean up this weekend.   The pavements were filled with the usual variety of chairs, mattresses and other household bits and pieces.  Treasures people once loved enough to buy and keep in their homes, were now nothing but trash tossed out on the street.  

I've always been a bit skeptical of the "scouring the pavements for trash/treasure" activity loved by more people than I care to imagine.    I'm still very much of the view that if someone is giving something away, there is something wrong with it.     This all started when we planned a little neighbourhood get together this weekend.  It had a BYOC (bring your own chair) theme, which had to be sourced from the Council clean up.  It turned into a funny exercise and became quite competitive (who could find the finest chair/stool etc...).

The Boyfriend managed to find himself a Ligna chair (made in Czechoslovakia).   Quite a find as I understand they can retail for a few hundred dollars.  I'm now in two minds on whether (using discretion, judgment and moderation of course) you may be forgiven for finding yourself a treasure on the pavement.

Have you or would you pick something up "curbside" during Council clean up?  I'd love to hear the best thing you've found.

Meet Ligna!  The new addition to our furniture family.



A Secret Park

When was the last time you took yourself to the park? Not your dog or your kids etc... yourself?   About a month ago, after dinner and drinks, The Boyfriend and I stumbled across a cute little park in Paddington on our walk home.   It has become my favourite urban space.  It's fun hopping on the swing and just flying back and forth through the air.  I highly recommend it. 

xo

Hammock Life



I love hammocks.   They conjure up images of luxury, warm summer days sipping on cocktails and deserted islands (blame Gilligan).  When we were in Mexico last year, The Boyfriend and I had a hammock on our "must buy" list.  Unfortunately, due to The Boyfriend being hell bent on buying 6 bottles of the local tequila, I ultimately put my tanned foot down and said "no" to the hammock, due to the sheer weight of it.  But, I'm still up for a hammock.   Would you trade 6 bottles of tequila for a hammock? 

Romantic Moment #1

Ok, this may sound odd, but about four days ago The Boyfriend put my hair up in a ponytail.   There was good reason.   I had been to the hairdresser earlier in the day and I was in the process of washing the dishes, when my hair kept crawling irritatingly on my face (I'd had my curly hair blow dryed straight).   I asked The Boyfriend to find one of my hair ties (that took much  longer than I would have liked) and to put my hair up and out of my face.   Why am I telling you this?   Because it was, strangely, a very sexy and romantic moment - for me anyway.   I've never had a guy put my hair in a ponytail (except my hairdresser of course).     Perhaps it was sexy and romantic because The Boyfriend was struggling and asserting "I've never done this before..." in response to my impatient berating.

I've casually found excuses over the last few days to ask The Boyfriend to do it again (assume this is how a fetish starts) and he has kindly indulged me in this odd behaviour.    I find it particularly sexy when he tries very hard to get my crazy curls to submit and be as neat as possible in the ponytail. 

I can strongly recommend that you ask your significant other to put your hair in a ponytail.   Give it a go - I'm interested to know if anyone else finds it sexy and romantic.   Or is it just me? 



Speaking of romance, you have to check this out - hilarious.  

TGIF

I have spent the week away from home for work and I cannot wait to get back to Sydney tonight and my bed!  Looking forward to catching up on some much needed sleep over the weekend, but not before celebrating the end of another big week with some drinks tonight.  What are you doing this weekend?

Links I loved this week:

# Oh Kim!

# If you luv Zach Galifianakis

# I love this Zebra print duvet cover

# Interpreting classic art (this is briliant)

# Very efficient

# Check out this rubber house

# Love this money box

# What a cool iPhone case

Through My Eyes...

I haven't worked in the Sydney CBD for coming up to 3 years.  Shit, time flies.  Not working in the CBD has meant not waiting up to 20mins for a bus down Oxford Street and instead, a 7 minute commute to work in the comfort of my own car, over the Sydney Harbour Bridge.  Today, work was in the CBD and I did the old walk down Oxford Street, through Hyde Park and winding through the Sydney CBD Streets.  I loved it!  See the walk through my eyes.

The commute (and yes I have a flat battery)

Sydney Autumn Leaves

Not without my cup of joe from Paddington Grind @ Oxford Street

Spot of window shopping @ Kalindra's Closet on Oxford Street. 

All I remember is that there were Louboutins in the window. 

Further investigations will take place. 

Will report back!

Sydney DIY Rainbow still going strong (outside my favourite Thai Sydney Restaurant Thai Nesia)

Check out the DIY Rainbow FB Page (over 20k likes)

Tory Burch Shoes (for the walk)

Outside Victoria Barracks, Oxford Street

Hyde Park - beautiful as usual & elicits many memories with The Boyfriend

Easter Long Weekend

It's Easter this weekend and more importantly it's a 4 day long weekend!  Can't wait.  Easter brings up a heap of memories for me and thoughts of tradition, including lots of food and family.   In my late teens/early 20s friends and I would pile into my car and head off (about an hour away from home) to a beach setting for a long weekend of drinking, dancing and general partying.  The obligatory Sunday family Easter lunch would mean we would all pile back into the car on the Sunday to join our families for lunch for a couple of hours, only to head back (another hour - the things you do) to our rental to spend our final night partying before ending our long weekend and heading home.  Ah, the "Glory Days".Nowadays, the Easter long weekend is all about getting much needed sleep and doing very little (other than eating a lot of delicious Easter goodies). 

Dying eggs for Easter was (and still is) one of the top traditions in my family.   Are you dying eggs for Easter this weekend?  Here are my favourite Easter egg dying (and one strawberry) links:

Strawberry Easter Eggs


Pantone Easter Eggs


This would be a cool way to propose over Easter


Black & White

 

Lace Pattern