I’m finishing the week in the same way I started, with a bit of free spirit. In reality, it’s been pure nuts and I am fresh out of energy for the weekend. But I don’t think anything says easy, breezy as well as a brightly patterned kimono?

I’m finishing the week in the same way I started, with a bit of free spirit. In reality, it’s been pure nuts and I am fresh out of energy for the weekend. But I don’t think anything says easy, breezy as well as a brightly patterned kimono?

I have pictures. Hundreds of pictures. Of our quick trip to Byron Bay, of sunny walks around Sydney, of sunsets and sunrises from the beach, of our weekend in Jervis Bay, and of the time I saw a wombat on Sunday (yes, that’s right, one of my 2015 goals has been realised). But in order to get them, I will need to get up and turn on Jordan’s computer. This is one step too far for me today. So you will have to make do with pictures of my current obsession. These leather dining chairs. For those of you sharing the same obsession, the closest (most reasonable) version I could find was from Rocket St George. Some kind soul from the UK, please take pity on my challenging geography and send me one? Pretty please?
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It’s Monday so naturally I am after simplicity. A simple commute, simple Monday morning meetings, simple (but warm) wardrobe, simple dinners, simple Monday night television. To reinforce my mood, I’m blogging about a Tribeca loft-style apartment that made my heart sing. Clean lines paired with painted brick. White linen paired with minimal clutter. It’s my Monday mood, all wrapped up in a pretty Tribeca-shaped box.
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Ah, the classic white shirt. We are in the depths of winter here in Sydney (I may have mentioned that once or twice recently) and that white shirt certainly doesn’t have the same crisp and fresh feel when you are bundled in a Michelin-Man coat, but I still can’t relegate it to the back of the cupboard for the colder months. Summer days, please hurry up!
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Sometimes I stumble across a house/cottage/apartment that feels like has been stolen straight from my mind’s eye. This Massachusetts cottage is one such example. It epitomises everything I want in a home. I don’t even think it’s necessary for me to list out all the things I adore about it. They are just there, in plain sight for all to see.
You’re welcome.
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On a chilly, misty morning, we piled into the car and set off for a weekend of back-to-basics in my favourite area of New South Wales – Kangaroo Valley. We found a tiny cottage, nestled deep in the woods and totally surrounded by fields of enormous kangaroos (not to mention the wombats… who eluded me once again, even though I could hear them thumping around outside). The weather was foul, our first real taste of our second Aussie winter but we spent countless hours nestled around the wood burning fire, listening to the thrum of wildlife right outside the front door.
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