Spring Cravings

Getting ready for work yesterday morning with the sunlight streaming into my new bedroom, and the blissful blue sky on my walk to the tube, made me realise that Spring actually might have sprung.  This evoked thoughts of running around barefoot, dewy fields of bluebells and daisy chains.  All of a sudden, I want to put flowers in my hair x

New Look Flower Hairband £6.99 

 Glamorous Black Playsuit £25.99

 Topshop Leather Buckle Boots £150

Barry M Nail Paint in Mushroom £2.99 

Must Collapse

4 days of moving, new room DONE and looking great.  And so to bed.  

Mum's The Word

Once upon a time, in a far away land....or to be specific London in the 60's, a Junior Executive met a Secretary in an advertising agency.  Ever so Mad Men.  In true fairy tale fashion, they got hitched, had three pretty cool daughters, had an even cooler one eleven years later, and are currently living happily ever after.  They are  my parents, and one half of this unison is my mother.  

Mummy, who I more frequently refer to as 'Liz', is rather brilliant.  She has held a family together for 43 years, looking after four children, then looking after four of her children's children.  She is a true nurturer, she knows how to remove stains when I don't, she cares for everyone, she is better at shopping than cooking, she can laugh at herself, she speaks incredibly bad 'French' when we are actually in Portugal, and she has taught us all to be nearly as kind as she is.

So on Mother's Day, I'm going to say a big thank you.  Thank you for driving all the way to Fulham that time when I was ill, thank you for always buying us table presents at Christmas, thank you for looking after my friends when they need help, thank you for never letting me wear Adidas during the Spice Girls phase, thank you for the £20 you always give me for food shopping, thank you for taking care of Kate, Em and Soph.

I think you're fab. Love you lots xx

Moan

(self induced)

But I haven't lost my spirit and have just about enough energy to team this sweatshirt with the below xx

The Big Move

Well, it's finally happening.  I have four days to pack up my beloved three storey house, cull anything I don't need, send stuff home to the parents (who are also having to move house - worst timing ever) and move into my lovely new flat.  Not gonna lie, DREADING it.

So to up my mood my focus has shifted from fashion to all things Home - a concoction of lovely things I have and where I keep them, to things I'd LOVE and inspiration for future homes to come.  

The perfect place to dream

Using ladders to display accessories?  Very cool.

 

 

My Agent Provocateur candles - they each smell delicious individually, 

but blend into a perfect scent when lit in unison. 

 

My current bedside table - my 13 year long Vogue collection. Four columns made into a table, topped with my treasured Mimosa Diptyque, usually one or five nail varnishes and a photo of my parents wedding.  They got married in Chelsea in the 60's and my mummy wore a mini dress.  How awesome is that?

This vast amount of Vogues, along with my fashion books and many more magazines, is what I am dreading moving the most.  What I really need is a local group of strapping young men with big arms.  

If anyone is available, please contact me!

 

Since polaroids have become less accessible, my shoe collection hasn't been looking so smart.  But new house, new resolutions.  Stylish organisation, here I come.

Underwear folded with military precision.  Since seeing the drawers at Agent Provocateur I decided I could no longer possibly live under my current conditions of haphazard lingerie storage.  

Jewellery should never be hidden.  Display it by draping over bed posts, mirrors, radiators, 

or put hooks or door knobs up (Zara Home does an amazing range) to allow necklaces to hang.  

I would like a big mirror please Santa.  

And if you could deliver it a little early, say next week, I'd be ever so grateful.

More polaroids

I remember viewing my house and upon discovering the stand alone bath, for me, it was a done deal.  A massive luxury that I am really going to miss.  And where will Kate go next?

 

I like to wash out old wine bottles, stick candles in them and light them for a gorgeous, rustic dinner table setting.  Green bottles look great too, and its best if the candles are at all different levels and not too perfect.  Similarly, jam jars are dotted around my house for tea lights and flowers.

 

And finally, the vehicle that in my dream world would transport all my treasures.

 Goodbye, wonderful Mimosa Street.  One day, I WILL buy number 10 xx