Sweet Little Bullet from a Pretty Blue Gun

Stop laughing at my prosti hair coz I got a pretty gun and I ain't afraid to use it.
No make-up except for some smudged lippy ... I'd only been awake for about 30 minutes.
Yes, I had another nanna nap this arvo, in the same frock I whipped on at 7am.

The Phoenix and I made a rare public appearance today and it was delightful.
After school, The Stylist and I dragged him into an amazing art, vintage, craft and second-hand book and record emporium and we all had a ball!
The Dia de los Muertos necklace reminded me of my favourite putta, La Dama, as I know she's been hanging out for some gun bling for ages.
Man I'll miss that wench when she goes to California to visit her enormous family next month.

You can read the rest of this post if you promise not to look at my newly-washed hair - I hate clean hair!!
I bought this scrumptious 1970s cotton frock and the necklace from ... yep, Aid for the Blind.
The frock was originally purchased at the bargainous price of $5 for my hot Vixen, as I thought it would be too small for me.
But once I got it home I thought, what the hell I'll try it on.
Sorry Vix, this wee number with its enormous frill is staying home with mama;).

While The Phoenix was checking out the vintage Matchbox cars and having a yarn with the shop owner, The Stylist and I went a bit nuts with the camera.
We thought this coat was a lot of fun and it felt beautiful on.

That's as much of The Phoenix you'll see today.

The Stylist trying out a vest made from reeds and seeds before I set her loose with the camera.

A bit of trip down memory lane for The Phoenix and I, so The Stylist snapped away at some of the second-hand vinyl and CDS we were drooling over.

I've been looking for a copy of this CD for AGES ... reminds me of Number One Son ... missing him!
At eight bucks, I snapped it up.

While The Phoenix, who is a huge Tom Waits fan, found his favourite Waits CD.

Treasure!

Ooh, there he is again!

More Mexi prosti joy ... gawd I love this necklace so much but The Stylist thinks the colours don't suit me.
I think mama knows best on this occasion.
Speaking of sexy Mexi's, many of you will already know La Dama of Vintage Passions Just Like Mine and if not, you haven't lived.
I know this because it felt like I was breathing through a paper bag until I discovered her blog.
As part of Citizen Rosebud's focus on celebrating the original and fabulous, La Dama is both and more.
Pop over and say hola to a true original who gives zero fucks!

 Move over biatches for che bella!!

 And give that gorgeous woman an arse-squeeze while you're there, K?

How's your heart?
You still alive?
OK now you can go over and ask La Dama to read your cards ... 
Baci,
Desiree xo

Drip, drip, drip ...

We have a leaky roof, smelly damp laundry, an empty fridge and fear of the sky falling on our heads.

But my children, the Phoenix and I have each other to grab on to, hug and kiss and are grateful to be alive.

The number of my fellow Brisbane-ites who are missing or dead grows with each news bulletin.

Images of familiar places around the city now under metres of water are just bizarre.

It's going to get worse, but it's amazing how resilient people can be when they are in real fear for their safety and lives.

I am not mourning the loss of family or friends.

I'm one of the lucky ones.

Brisbane's history books are being rewritten as each hour passes.


I feel the only appropriate look for today is to show you what I look like with no make-up on.

Taken during a very brief lull from torrential sheets of rain and storms.
Don't pray for me, just pray for my fellow Queenslanders.


This is today's ABC News 30-minute report, but the first 60 seconds will paint a picture of what's happening at this moment.



Desiree xoxo