Tuesday, 15 July 2014

Alone Time

Do you know what the best thing about days off are? Waking up naturally. When your body feels ready and you decide to wiggle from under the sheets. My day to day routine from 7.45am I am constantly surrounded by the public. 15 minutes to the bus stop, 1 hour on the bus, 9 hours in a department store, 1 hour on the bus, 15 minutes home. That's one of the little reasons why today was magnificent. My love drove me deep into the English countryside and treated me to a pub lunch at a little place in Chiddingly. The walls were decorated with vintage signs, old photographs and the best bit was the quality as every inch of the cottage was real.  Apparently Nathan's mums first job was in that pub serving in the kitchens and behind the bar. You had the old ladies meeting up for a gossip, housewives with their children and obviously bikers. Looking like something badass from Sons of Anarchy. You can only imagine the history. We enjoyed some delicious chips & garlic bread to share, what a better way than absorbing up the sunshine enjoying naughty carbs on your day off work.


He's being a little nightmare recently trying to run away at every opportunity. Montie the problem child.


I bought some bedding plants to brighten the place up.


Pickle's demon eyes.


Even though she's almost two she's still a tiny ball of fur.


New vans.


Obligatory OOTD photo.


I wish I took more photos inside.








Sunday, 13 July 2014

love, love, love.

the beatles, portobello mushrooms, acoustic, literature, passion, free time, sylvia plath, orphan black, sunshine, hope, positive minds, sea air, crochet blankets, myles kennedy, festival lifestyle, little kisses, spooning, silly faces, long hair, the feeling of fresh clean skin, ocean salt, cat's noses, birds singing, hot tubs, berries, adventure.










Saturday, 12 July 2014

The Grand Budapest Hotel

"The adventures of Gustave H, a legendary concierge at a famous European hotel between the wars, and Zero Moustafa, the lobby boy who becomes his most trusted friend."

For me it began with Zero's eyeliner moustache. The mysterious feel to the Grand Budapest unravelled through the film piece by piece like a marvellous jigsaw, telling a story which if it was in a book form you wouldn't be able to put down. I felt like they captured Agatha's simplistic beauty, Zero's passion to become a part of the Hotel to Gustave's beautiful mind. Wes Anderson took his quirky artistic cinematography to the next level creating hundreds of precious little moments but not too much beyond extravagant artifice to sink your teeth into. 




A Splash Of Colour

I've been thinking of decorating since we moved in, yet again I keep saying "next month.." so I decided to rummage through Pinterest and get some ideas of magnificent pieces to brighten up these white walls.






“Boys say they don’t mind how you get your hair done. But then they leave you for someone with really great standard girl hair and the next thing you know you’re alone with a masculine crop crying into your granola.”
—  Alexa Chung

You'd think after twenty three years i'd have learnt not to cut my own fringe. I'm totally feeling like i'm back at primary school or look like the suburban housewife Alison from Orphan Black.