Tag Archives: sunday moods
Happy St Patrick’s Day, friends. Images sourced via Pinterest and Tumblr. *** Follow i am not a celebrity//twitter//facebook//bloglovin//tumblr//pinterest.
The days are getting longer, the mercury’s on the rise and the AW13 shows are here. And suddenly everything feels lighter… There are more beautiful pictures after the jump.
London Fashion Week. Valentine’s Day. Ongoing DIY. Deadlines. It’s going to be a busy one. So, today I’m going to allow myself a little break, catching up on The New Normal and doing a bit of reading. I can only … Continue reading
It’s DIY Sunday. Again. And while I’d much rather be heading out for a roast, a chat and the papers, I’m painting bookshelves. Actually, I lie. I’m masking, filling and priming. The other stuff comes later. Probably next Sunday and … Continue reading
Black and white photography lost its allure for me with the advent of digital cameras. It got too easy. My trying-hard-to-be-arty shots of empty park benches and crumpled bed sheets could flip back and forth at the the click of … Continue reading
I’m planning on spending this snowy London Sunday polishing off Phoebe Hoban’s Basquiat: A Quick Killing In Art. The fatalistic, self-sabotaging fraction of me – the same small portion that wishes I could be a little more like Californication‘s Hank … Continue reading
I like David Bowie very much. For lots of reasons. Life on Mars. Changes. Ziggy The Labyrinth. Zoolander. The fact that we have both lived on the same central London square (albeit not at the same time). His new song … Continue reading
I long for free Sundays. Sitting in my nook. Drowning in words. Spilling my own. Transported. Not long now…
Beautiful image via here. Follow i am not a celebrity//twitter//facebook//bloglovin//tumblr//pinterest.
London grey – it sounds like something you’d buy from Wheel & Barrow, but in reality it’s what my Aussie relatives call the skies over this wondrous city. Today, I see what they mean.