Tuesday, 24 April 2012

I find that my Svpply is a fairly accurate barometer of my thoughts and preoccupations at any one time. 

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Sunday, 22 April 2012
Before the great rains of April came, this happened.

Balmy weather, half a cider before lunch, days on the beach, shorts, sandals, binoculars, all the beach huts but a few still closed for the winter, bracing swims in the freezing sea (not me). And that was that.

How to Hop Over a bench in a Miniskirt

Saturday, 21 April 2012

(This is a repost as I am rewriting the post this originally came from)


I've been having some slight technical issues with my Canon A-E1 recently...

The winding on arm has disappeared. Where it is, I couldn't tell you: at the bottom of the grand canal, on a plane, buried in the sand on a Dorset beach? Wherever it's jet setting, it's gone. So I bought a back-up Canon AE-1 body for cheaps on ebay to strip for parts and... you know how the winder on arm is not


Tuesday, 17 April 2012


I am very regretfully selling these Persol 0649 sunglasses - which I LOVE with their Marcello Mastroianni connotations and general extreme coolness factor - because they do not fit my stupid face! My cheeks (stupid cheeks) stick out so the bottom of the frames stick on them. Annoying.

I thought I'd offer them up for sale here before anywhere else.

The colour is Havana (24/51).


Sunday, 8 April 2012

Nails, nails, nails; navy, navy, navy; Family Affairs tiny stars and Fellini stripes; rings, rings, rings; Dr Martens Alfred white soled brogues, vintage polka dots; peter pan collars; le fresh cut.


Thursday, 5 April 2012

Castello di Miramare, on the Gulf of Trieste. It was completed in 1860 for the Archduke Ferdinand Maximilian and his wife Charlotte of Belgium. In 1864 they left to become Emperor Maximilian and Empress Carlota of Mexico. In 1867 Maximilian was assassinated in Mexico and Charlotte returned to Castello di Miramare, but she 'slowly lost her reason' and was taken back to Belgium by


Monday, 2 April 2012
I'm two weeks behind and still have loads to show from Venice. But it's about time I got to the point.

This year, as it sometimes does, my birthday fell on Mothers' Day. (In the U.K. but not the rest of Europe.) All props to mums but I don't have one and I'm not one - so trying to celebrate your birthday when everyone around you is celebrating mum-ness can be a little... grim?

So this year I