Mermaid Diet + Melbourne Cup.

 I'm still working with black lace.

Click away now if you are bored.

I've wired lace around petals and made a lovely open rose.

Inspired by the camellia brooch, A gave me.

Light as a feather.

Goes with anything.

 I'm really having trouble organising Flora's Atelier.

I haven't got a clue where I put anything.

And, to get to the frippery I need;  I have to move things.

  In better news, the renovation's chugging along.

This was the bathroom before it is being moved into the old

House of Flora.

 The Dog of the Year is quite nervous.

I've got the festive wreath, hanging off a wire coat-hanger.

Ready for further embellishment.

I made this about five years ago, each time I trot it out,

I just add more bits of flora to it.

Might not be everyone's cup of tea.

It would revolt the minimalists reading.

But I like its sustainable nature.
I'll workshop it with you at a later date.

 The post-Paris health regime is going well.

Thank you for asking.

On Friday night I deviously got around the 1200 calories limit

by thinking like a mermaid and demanding Mr Fascinata

cook moules with cider, parsley, chilli and garlic.

Nothing else, just moules.

Which left room for Champagne.

 Frankly, there was a time when I didn't like them.

Those days are over.

 Are you doing anything for Australia's biggest Racing event?

The Melbourne Cup?

Let me know.