Just Bring Your Towel

Brace yourself. We are going on a little trip. To Miami. We are going to lie on the beach, in front of the azure blue water and order ourselves a very large drink. When we are done, we are going back to our hotel (1 Hotel South Beach… because that’s how we do) to sit in the lounge and just marvel at the perfectly balanced beauty of it. When we get bored of that, we are going to retire to our beautifully appointed suites and gawp at the view. And that’s our day in a nutshell. Want to see more?

Source | Vogue Living Australia

I Need a White Horse

My Monday stunk. So I am taking solace in my favourite flannel pyjamas, a packet of corn chips and re-runs of Antiques Roadshow. Also helping alleviate the suckiness of my day is this image from Anthropoolgie. I need that sofa, that mirror and I seriously need that white horse.

P.S – when is Anthro hitting Down Under??

Autumn in an Australian German Town

Australian German Town. This is a thing. And one of them exists in South Australia. At the beginning of April, Jordan and I made our way down to Adelaide to spend a whirlwind weekend discovering Adelaide and all it has to offer (including three, yes three, spectacular wine regions). I can talk your ear off about the awesome things that we did that weekend (and I will in time) but I just wanted to share a few of my favourite snaps from Hanhndorf where autumn was in full swing. As someone who spends most of my time in lush, green, almost tropical coastal New South Wales, I swooned over the golden light and crispy autumn leaves. The best part? We got to experience a little slice of Europe coupled with summer temperatures. Oh yes, and did I mention the kranskys? 

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Meanwhile In Morocco

I have been absent, that much is obvious. But boy, did I need that break. I got to hang out with my family and explore some more of this beautiful country (notice how I didn’t mention anything about coursework? Yes, we won’t mention that). I’ve got lots to share but said coursework needs to take priority so I might disappear again… but not for that long. I’ll try and redeem myself with this hilltop beauty perched on the Moroccan mountains. Earthy soft colours and strong lines dominate the design, with giant windows that frame the spectacular view from seemingly every room. We have Studio Ko to thank for this loveliness.

Source | EST Magazine

Country Styled

Hi. Remember me? I’m still here, just struggling to eek out some time for this corner of the internet. While I have been gone, this happened…

Hope everyone had a wonderful and restful Easter? We spent a blissful weekend away nestled in a field of kangaroos, sipping red wine and warming our feet by a fireplace (photos to come). In the meantime, I thought I would leave you with some interiors eye-candy. I’m talking roughly rendered walls, earthy tones, linen fabrics and a good dash of natural timber. You’ll see.

Source | Home Life | photography Mark Roperstyling Tessa Kavanagh

The Superhero Blazer

Apologies for the erratic posting of late, but time does not seem to be my friend. Another busy week at work, coursework piling up and a stinking autumn cold has made for a rather unpleasant weekend. I’m totally to blame of course, I’ve been lazy and de-prioritised taking care of myself, settling for wine over exercise and quick fix meals instead of nutritious masterpieces. I’m hoping to get my groove back over the Easter break – redeem myself with exercise, eating properly, perhaps even reading a nice long book. Can’t wait. In the meantime, I am tucked on the end of the sofa in my favourite K-Mart leggings, Jordan’s best winter jumper and a pile of used tissues growing next to me. Very attractive. In the interest of self-medication, I am dong some online browsing and have my eye on these superman blazers for winter. Sharp, smart and sexy. Just what I needed to make me feel better.

Where it Really Happens

Kitchens sell houses. Fact. I can live with ratty skirtings, weird light fittings and (dare I say it) hideous carpets, but give me a crappy kitchen and I am out of there. It’s where we go to nourish, to create, to congregate and for those reasons alone, it should be beautiful. I stumbled across a Williamsburg loft kitchen on my internet searches and it’s pretty much awe-worthy. Light, loft, marble, painted brick, exposed beams, open storage, blonde floors – these are words you would be well familiar with if you have visited Wishful Thinking more than once. It’s almost like they picked my idea of a perfect kitchen straight out of my head and replicated in Williamsburg. Just like that.

 

Source | Remodelista    Photography | Dustin Aksland