I'm Loud and I'm Proud!

"Excuse me madam, your music is VERY loud," said the woman with a face like slapped arse, in the library this morning.
"Oh I'm SO sorry, I didn't realise," replied she of the joyfully jiggling hips.
That's coz I'm old and deaf because I've been destroying my eardrums with headphones since I was 15 and anyway you should know better because if your hearing is that awesome you'd know I was actually humping a mic-stand to James Brown's I'm Black and I'm Proud, but you've chosen to ignore everyone yelling about the shit weather we're having and boasting about how many inches they got last night ... of rain that is.  Oh and you think my skirt's too short don't you, you sad bat.

It's the Phoenix's birthday today and he awoke to torrential rain, kisses, pressies, cards, breakfast in bed and a few laughs.
Not a bad way to tip into one's mid-forties eh?
I decided colour and lots of it was urgently required, so inspired have I been by the rainbow lorikeets who raid our umbrella tree flowers every afternoon.

They're so incredibly cheeky, brazen, loud and funny and frequently bash into our huge glass front doors when they get drunk on the nectar.
How can anyone be po-faced and wear grey when you have these guys living it large-style right in front of your face?

I leapt at the chance to don my gumboots for puddle-jumpling (it's true) in this very clashing get-up.

This umbrella is really not keeping anything dry.

Floral blouse - West End Vintage Market

Pink floral headband - handmade by me

Floral granny bag, child's umbrella, bracelets and rings - thrifted

VW Melissa Squiggle gumboots - thanks to the magnificent shopping efforts of Suzanne at the NYC Melissa sample sale

Skirt - Black Milk

The poor Phoenix is still getting used to all the love and attention he gets each birthday ... he's just not accustomed to it yet.
But here he is, four minutes after being rudely awoken mind you, having a giggle over the magnificent, insanely creative handmade birthday book The Stylist patiently made for him.
It's absolutely hilarious, complete with girly quizzes about the daily routines of five-year-old pop stars (I just made that up but it's scarily close to the truth).

It also glows in the dark.
Which reminds me, I took a bathroom break while out and about this morning and found the public toilet had cool UV lighting "for the drug people" the cleaner informed me.
I'm sorry, I thought it was for the frustrated 40+ ravers who missed out on ALL the summer music festivals this year!

I spent a suspiciously long time in there with my headphones blaring.
Then I went to the library.
You know the rest.
Happy, loud Monday y'all!!
Oh, and February 2012 was Black History Month.
Desiree xoxo