I blame the change of season. I pretty much want new everything right now, even if that does conflict rather majorly with the current house-buying goals.Read More
Autumn, my old friend. Hello. Dappled light and cold, crisp mornings. Leaf-stomping boots and trench coats. Toadstools and spiders in the garden. I do love this time of year, even if it does mean that Winter is coming.Read More
When my end of high school year book was being compiled, we were all asked where we would be in 10 years' time. I may or may not have answered "Living in a castle in the UK, married to a rock star." Ahem. More than 15 years later I've nailed the living in the UK part, failed at living in a castle (too cold and drafty) and am unmarried to a dude in band. I'm not sure where this vision came from, but I mostly put it down to reading too-many British Vogue magazines growing up and years of being obsessed with bands. What I realise now is that I should've tried to be the girl in a band, not married to a boy in one.Read More
I've been dying to drag out my sewing machine but just not had the time lately. As our flat is teeny, there's no room to keep it set up all the time.Read More
Phew! Finally, some time to finally catch up on this precious little piece of the internet that I call my own. If you follow me on instagram, you'll know I fell for Rome big time. Rome changed me. It left me wondering how on earth I made it my 30s without having visited before. It reminded me how much I loved the myths of ancient gods and tales of the underworld when I was younger. It made me love pizza even more than I already did, something that I never thought possible. It took my breath away. Here are my top tips for exploring amazing Rome (and keeping your sanity and avoiding the queues while you're there).Read More
Strictly speaking these are not your traditional Anzac* biscuits. I jumped on the almond milk bandwagon a while ago now, as I've avoided dairy milk for years due to allergies.Read More
If you know my family in 'real' life, chances are you've heard the tales of diamond rings and bags of rubies being passed around the living room for us to 'oooooo' over before bedtime. Growing up with a gemologist in the household has probably given me unrealistic expectations of what jewellery should look like. I don't have much in the way of 'real' jewellery myself but it doesn't stop me lusting over a beautiful piece when I see one.Read More
A magical and almost secret place set in the incredibly beautiful Tywi valley of Carmarthenshire, Aberglasney has undoubtedly one of the loveliest gardens in Wales. I've been wanting to go back ever since we first visited in 2011, and this Easter I managed to convince the boyfriend's parents it was time for another visit.Read More
A male friend once said to me that the word 'brooch' was one of the wonderful words starting with 'B' that he associated with the fairer sex. I'm pretty sure at the time, I just raised my left eyebrow at him and gave him a scathing look (as I have been known to do, ahem). But when he elaborated, I could see his point and years later, his comment has stayed with me. Like blondes, breasts and Brigitte Bardot, the brooch is undoubtedly feminine, womanly and glamorous.
I've been collecting and wearing brooches for longer than I can remember. I inherited my great Aunt Betty's collection of costume jewellery to play dress-ups with at the age of about 7. Later, I also inherited pieces from both my grandmothers' collections and ever since, my stash of sparkly pieces has slowly grown. Charity shops, eBay, car boots and antique fairs, are all ripe picking grounds for pretty new additions. I'm fairly selective these days, only truly sparkling pieces or unusual shapes tend to catch my eye.
I don't have any pieces that are really worth anything very much. No diamonds and pearls. Nothing that would make the chaps at the Antique's Roadshow get excited and in a fluster. But I love my little brooches all the same. I like to wear several at a time, usually a couple of bigger ones paired with a teeny one or two. I used to worry about making permanent holes in soft fabrics with the pins but then I found this handy make-up sponge tip!
Pictured is only a small portion of my collection. I'm currently in two minds about how to display them. I used to hang them on these homemade Liberty fabric hoops but found they were a pain to take down when I wanted to wear them. I'm thinking a box frame like these might be the solution. At the moment they are pinned to a black velvet square in a box in my drawer.
Unlike my silk bed jackets and vintage nightwear, I do wear my brooches. Some have sadly lost a stone or two along the way but I know I'll get them repaired. I think they look best on black velvet, a heavy wool winter coat (or cape!), or dressing up a denim shirt. Do you wear brooches? Or are they too granny chic for you?
I can't remember the last time I sat a table that wasn't a desk to eat breakfast. About 90% of the time, I eat it (or slurp it) back while I'm standing doing my makeup. We don't have a dining table in our tiny one bedroom London flat, and after nearly four years of eating off laps or scoffing something standing up, it's starting to get really old.Read More