A slow motion, swirling ballet in the last light of the day.
Archives for April 2010
I probably should title this particular outfit post “What I Dressed Up In” rather than “Daily Outfit”.
Because I certainly don’t strut around town dressed up like this!
A few weeks ago, my husband and I went to see Chicago the musical. We had great seats, , and as you can see, I was a little inspired, and I thought I’d have a bit of fun dressing up.
Yep, a bit more sexy than my usual look, but hey, it was nothing compared to all the hot dancers on the stage!
A while ago I mentioned that I was looking for some white clothing to add to my wardrobe.
Since then I’ve been on an online hunt for some classic white pieces.
I found some yummy white Fendi skinny jeans on Net-A-Porter – but they were AUD$500. Ouch!
So after a little more looking around, I bought these white Fendi skinny jeans on ebay for $50!
Now I gotta find a white tuxedo style jacket and I’ll be all set.
Look at the magical and glorious stuff growing in my garden!
So excited to share!
During the school holidays, we enjoyed a lovely Autumn day by the river.
We all cycled to the river! My two big boys were on their own bikes. I was on my bike. And my husband rode with our baby in the child carrier. It was a first time we’ve done anything like it.
It took us 30 minutes of cycling along roads and footpaths, going over bridges, and through parks.
But oh what a glorious 30 minutes they were! The sky was blue, the sun was shining, the air was delicious.
I had a magical moment, where I felt the warmth of the sun on my arms… and I was filled with such an abundance of glowing happiness.
I admit, I was a little nervous about the kids cycling on the roads and past driveways. But they were excellent bike riders, and had great road sense.
Of course we stopped to have a picnic. We made an impressive sand castle, with a moat, a river system, and exterior ornamentation made up from an array of foliage.
This is my 1 year old sitting in the moat. We let him crawl around in the sand and get right into the castle building action. Actually, we had no choice…he was crashing through the sand castle, gleefuly smashing down what we had made, like a giant monster!
We gave him an apple to munch on, but he kept dropping it into the sand. He ended up with a smear of sticky apple juice all over his chin, and combined with sand, it looked like a cute, manly stubble.
It was a day filled with simple pleasures. The best kind, really, right?
A few weeks ago, we joined a few families to see the West Australian Symphony Orchestra at Kings Park. The evening was aimed at families and young children, featuring a popular children’s TV presenter from Playschool.
I was actually expecting a nice QUIET evening, sitting on a picnic rug, enjoying the spacious greenery, eating olives and cheese, sipping soda water, listening to cute nursery rhymes while the kids played happily on the lawn.
But as you can see, nearly 3000 people turned up, making a patchwork of picnic rugs laid out on the ground until there was not an inch of grass to be seen.
I was a terrified that I would lose my children in the ocean of heads, but thankfully they didn’t stray too far.
The evening was very, very warm. As we sat on our rugs in the setting sun, we slowly baked and sweated, like thousands of roast potatoes. Finally, the sun dipped behind the trees, and the show started.
The kids had a fantastic time.
They raced to the front and moshed with the hundreds of other kids, all dancing and singing, while security guards formed a barrier. But unlike a rock concert, the security guards were not there to stop the audience from invading the stage. They were there to stop the kids jumping or falling into the ornamental lake!
But what did make it like a rock concert were the hundreds of mum’s who were standing up, waving their hands, and dancing to the “hokey-pokey”. Haha it was good stuff.
I’ve been a little bored with wearing ballet flats, and I think it’s time for a change.
I spied some cool looking lace up flats (some places call them oxfords or brogues) at various online stores. Enjoy!
It’s been years since I’ve enjoyed a glass of wine.
I haven’t touched any alcohol since I began trying for a baby. Then I fell pregnant, had the baby, and then breastfed for a year. So I’d say it has been 2 years.
I’m not a big drinker anyway. I don’t crave alcohol, and I don’t enjoy the hangover the next day. Not to mention, I have the Asian gene that turns me into a bright red lobster if I drink too much. So I tend to stay away.
But I LOVE the taste of red wine.
And I’ve been keeping a special bottle for the moment I decide to be … a little naughty, reckless and indulgent. To celebrate ME, if you will.
Yesterday, I decided, was that day.
I poured myself a very small glass of red wine, I snuck into the back room, turned up the music and sat back to enjoy. Ah, it was a grand, stolen moment.
A little while later, my husband must’ve seen the opened bottle, realised what was going on … and appreciated how unusual this moment was in my life.
So he quietly brought this into my room, and without a word, placed it beside me and left.
Water. Panadol. Chocolate.
For my hydration. Hangover. Happiness.
I don’t know about you, but I thought it was one of those unexpected, beautiful gestures that speak a thousand words of love.
Anyway, I was at lunch the other day, and I had an amusing realisation that I was wearing a kind of theme for me – my favourites.
A simple black tank top by one of my favourite designers, Rick Owens.
Skirt by Witchery, one of my favourite high street Australian fashion stores.
One of my favourite clothing colours, camel, which is suddenly all popular now (again).
Sunglasses by Chloe, another of my favourite designer labels.
A scarf by a possibly-new-favourite-Australian-designer, Ellery, launching a very cool collection at Sportsgirl.
My favourite shoes, sling back heels by Zu Shoes. I wear them everywhere!
And lunch was most enjoyable too!
I fall in love with my kids all over again about twice a day. Often, I’m at breaking point with their bickering and fighting, and their lack of gratitude. Even when they are not actually fighting, their noise, mess and energy irritate the crap out of me.
But then they’ll do something that makes me smile.
Recently, they saved up some pocket money and bought a $2.50 smiley ball each.
I was very impressed with their purchase, on many levels.
Firstly because the smiley faces were so darn cute.
Secondly, they knew that lollies and chocolates will be eaten up and BE GONE, but the balls will last longer. So in that sense, they understand the value of money.
Thirdly, as I see the balls lying on the grass, grinning up at the sky, the image seems to capture the essence of the two awesome kids I have – all their noise, mess and energy.
This is another drawing by my second son, who almost 5 year old.
I must be honest and tell you, that deep within my heart, I was not particularly inspired when I saw it.
I mean, when my FIRST SON was 3.5 he drew this pirate. When he was almost 4, he drew Buzz Lightyear using all the correct colours and shapes. And when he was 5, he made this robot bird creature which took my breath away the moment I laid eyes on it. The designer in me sung to the high heavens.
SO when, when my second son dragged me over to show me what he had drawn, I had to force myself to SMILE!
WOW! WHAT A CUTE LITTLE PICTURE! HAHA I LIKE HOW THE GUY HAS CROSSES OVER HIS EYES! THAT’S SO CUTE SEAN!
And I knew in my heart that I had told a little lie.
A lie that all parents make because they love their children. We have to boost their confidence, somewhat, right? You really don’t want to be saying, OH actually that’s a pretty crap drawing for a 5 year old. Stick to letters mate.
I felt a little bad, and wondered if he heard the FORCEDNESS of my feedback. So I asked him what the picture was about.
He told me:
Well this guy on the edge likes to draw moustaches on paintings of people. And he crept into this house and saw a painting of a man, and he drew a moustache on him! But he didn’t know that the painting was actually a real man who was standing very, very still. on the other side of a window frame. So he looked like a painting! And now the real man had a moustache and he was angry so he booted the first man out of the house and the arrow shows that he flew off the side of the chalk board.
OMG I fell over with laughter! An honest, belly shaking laughter. The way he just blurted it all out from no where was so funny! A complete story whizzing around in his little head! Hilarious and creative! It was totally unexpected.
I was definitely buzzing from delight, a touch of guilt, and a slap on the wrist for comparing the personalities and abilities of my children.
One may be a great artist, but the other will be a great story-teller!