Following the silent hedges, needing some other kind of madness

Trying to poke my face back into shape, or brushing hair out of it?!
Tag on your toe, you decide!

I am all over berry colours; I adore berry flavours.
Raspberry is my favourite, but I like saying boysenboozle or streugleberry best.
Picked up this 60's polyester dream frock at an opshop recently. It goes perfectly with the 70s jacket I have had for at least 15 years.

Bloody thread!

I swear, these boots are the sexiest boots ever!
An excellent Trade Me score earlier in the year. Would love them in all the colours!

Hellloooooo, is this where the Bombay Sapphire is hidden?!
I have some ice stashed in my handbag!


So far removed from all that we went through....

I scored a tripod at a Canberra opshop at our last Helgastock, and I finally took myself out for a spin to try it out-it's pretty bloody awesome! I'd been making do with a mangy gorilla pod, which just wasn't quite cutting it. As I can't rely on having my personal photographer around whenever I am looking exceptionally splendid, a gal has to make do somehow, and this tripod makes it a lot easier. All I need now is a flash camera with a clicky thingy and I'll be ever so clever-pants, but I do actually have better things to spend my dollars on.
This 40's frock is too big and has been somewhat butchered in its past, but for a fiver at a theatre sale a few years back, who fecking cares?! I'd quite forgotten about it, but was feeling an urge for black and found it when rummaging through the small black section of my wardrobe. With a cropped 70s jacket, 30s bag and other modern odds and sods, I suspect my black urge has been satisfied for another year, especially now Spring is looking like springing upon us at any second!


The body is wrapped in shadow, the face is built of cinders

Ah, a rhapsody in red, white and blue!
It's remarkable how often G and I accidentally end up in the same colour scheme.
It foretells a future in matching shell suits, I guess. That's OK, we'll be too addled by then to care!

The green moustache is G's horizontal finger to the corporate man.....

Peepers just likes to be horizontal.

I quite like fingering my "fuck off" bow.