It's spring cleaning time.
Apparently.
After calling in the professionals to de-mould the ceiling and walls, they promised they'd be back that afternoon to blitz the house.
All I needed to do was clear all the living and domestic-type areas.
Done.
Ring-ring ... "sorry we can't come until Saturday now".
Thanks but no thanks, you can shove your promises ... so now I smell of bleach, but the house is starting to look less like a hovel.
Slowwwwwwwwwly.
Oh god, I'm boring myself even talking about this shite!
Here's a pretty hat and some Friday frockage instead.
To further my enthusiastic support of domestic sluttery, I'll share Issue Five of the London College of Fashion's Pigeons and Peacocks with you.
It's the second copy I've read.
I have a very healthy hate-love-hate relationship with all fash mags, yet to my delight the first issue took me six months to fully digest.
I'm lying it was more like eight months.
I think this one might last me up until Christmas.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Love, Desiree xoxo
Apparently.
After calling in the professionals to de-mould the ceiling and walls, they promised they'd be back that afternoon to blitz the house.
All I needed to do was clear all the living and domestic-type areas.
Done.
Ring-ring ... "sorry we can't come until Saturday now".
Thanks but no thanks, you can shove your promises ... so now I smell of bleach, but the house is starting to look less like a hovel.
Slowwwwwwwwwly.
Oh god, I'm boring myself even talking about this shite!
Here's a pretty hat and some Friday frockage instead.
1950s cocktail hat (bought for my wedding but I wore a blue one instead) - Etsy
Silk frock, green heart ring and sparkly pendant - thrifted
Sequinned carni-gal corset - from my beautiful sweet-pea, Curtise
1950s beaded cardi - Camberwell Markets, Melbourne
VW Melissa 3-Straps - shopped by gorgeous Suzanne
1960s beauty case - flea market
Black and silver ring - gifted by Hornbag of all Hornbags, Helga
"D" Scrabble ring - made and gifted by delish Nelly
Glass necklace - De Mille Vintage, Melbourne
To further my enthusiastic support of domestic sluttery, I'll share Issue Five of the London College of Fashion's Pigeons and Peacocks with you.
It's the second copy I've read.
I have a very healthy hate-love-hate relationship with all fash mags, yet to my delight the first issue took me six months to fully digest.
I'm lying it was more like eight months.
I think this one might last me up until Christmas.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Love, Desiree xoxo