Anyone who knows me in reality knows I’m a die hard Faux Fuchsia fan. I’ve converted several friends and have taken to thinking a lot about the space in which I live. I’d like to say I never have chipped polish, but truth is I never have polish because I’m not allowed to wear it at work (nurses have run after me, bottle of remover in hand as a medical student!) and my place never really rises to greet me, more it sort of slumps over with exhaustion just like I do when I get in the door. Is it wrong that I’ve started thinking about specialising in General Practice just so I have the time to get out in a garden or paint my nails? Or God forbid, join the most of the modern world in never having to do night shift?
I’ve had eerily fewer weekends to work this rotation which has had the nice effect of feeling like doing stuff on the weekend, you know, other than sleeping or cancelling on friends social do’s for the purpose of sleeping. Years ago I bought a steam press at an opshop for sewing and rarely use it, but last weekend hauled it out to do my lovely organic bamboo total-waste-of-fabric doona cover that wrinkles when you breathe near it.
Here it is, working it’s magic. Once you get the hang of it, it blasts large swathes of fabric into oblivion.
And here’s the doona cover on my bed…
As you can see, I rampantly under-cushion but I’ll fix that one day. After all that work I then made a salad of orange, , rocket, fennel, pistachios and prosciutto dressed with some orange juice and balsamic. I’m a huge fan of salads as meals. Afraid it’s not enough? There’s a reason why the French eat bread as a side!
Here’s a photo of my perfume collection. I bought the one at the front in Grasse in the South of France where Fragonard has their factory. If you’re in Melbourne you can buy it from Klein’s. I love those kitsch sparkly animals – they’re a knockoff off Estee Lauders yearly perfume compact. Mr G thinks I’m crazy. At least my perfume shelf rises to greet me.
The perfume behind the front one is also by Fragonard. In fact I’ve gone off generic designer perfumes completely after visiting the South of France. They all smell the same to me now. That won’t stop me repurchasing Boss Orange Sunset (the new one) time after time though. It is the most worksafe perfume around. I’ll upload my picutres of Europe one of these days.
In other news, I got an Asos order the other day. Is it just me or do their tops run large? I always thought a UK8 was a touch smaller than an Australian but I was proved wrong by swimming in them.
Time to go and destroy all my good work – am moving house in a week.