Monday, 20 July 2015

The Upholstery Returns

Blazer. UniQlo, Tee: J.Crew, Pants: Anthro, all old. 
Say hello to my Upholstery Pants again (as named by Victor) from this old work outfit that was sitting on my computer, waiting patiently while I was off in a cabin with no internet colouring comics pages. Today was my first "real" day back in civilization, as in I got to sit in a cafe with wifi and instagram for a few minutes. It was just bliss... am I addicted, or what? One week, no Insta, and also no coffee! I was downright feeling sorry for myself.  


So today I was visiting two of my former teachers, officially two of the coolest pensioners in the history of, uh, everything. What with the Wife throwing her back out when some random stranger lifted her out of a boat by one arm (Uh, what? Yeah, you read that correctly! Human beings are not meant to be picked up like that!) and Husband having problems gripping things, they needed some help around the house. 


See, Wife's big brother is due to arrive tomorrow for a visit, on his motorbike that he's ridden in from Sweden (Yes, you read that correctly too - these people are in their 70's and early 80's and they are insanely cool) they needed someone to wash the guestroom floor and put some bedding on. I also wound up rearranging the furniture, folding laundry and washing the staircase while I was at it. Not to mention sitting on the steps in my silly double-jointed fashion while I scrubbed, and overextending something. So now I'm all "Ow, my hip," and sounding a bit like an octogenarian myself... 

Also, Ballet Gwen says hi:


Be kind to her; she's a speshull snowflake. 

Saturday, 11 July 2015

Midsummer


Dress: old Anthro, Boots: Steve Madden, Bag: Madewell



Victor and I got married on June 21st. The longest day of the year. I actually have trouble remembering how long ago that was now... Normally we'd go on a little trip somewhere to celebrate, but now that we are property owners we couldn't rea─║ly swing it for this year. So, we went out for a swanky brunch in Notting Hill. We got a good look at how the other half lives, for sure! But I don't care where I go, as long as I'm with this guy!