All Sorts of Things

 I know stress is fashionable.
But, people I have been b-u-s-y.
There's been all sorts of things going on here.

Hottest weather for February in seven years.

I've had a little Hat Salon in my own home.

Thank you to all those who attended and supported Flora's Frippery.

You know who you are, and I love you.

 We had a lovely time, taking tea and eating sweets.

R's lovely gift to me of a hydrangea flower ball was burnt crisped within two days,
due to the aforementioned heat,

but thankfully the blooms still look lovely.

 I am keeping the fleurs a little longer, because hoarding is at my very core, people.

 

I've insourced as Mimi puts it and cooked up an expensive Italian late-lunch.
Last weekend.
I sent Mr Fascinata a bill for $440.

Whipped up that gorgeous tomato, basil and bocconcini salad.

Spaghetti and meatballs.

 Started an all-gold-Midas-touch head-piece.

More on that later.

A old gold Prosecco bottle was my muse.

 Lounged around a bit.

 Backed the car down the drive-way at 5.30am to get everything

done for the chalkface's belated International Women's Day lunch.
I am nothing if I don't like a little irony.
Catered for the lunch with the help from the little workers.
And bought the guest speaker a rose bouquet.

 Begun sourcing Easter chocolate.

Rested on the laurels of Chanel and Cartier's hospitality.

 Nearly run off the road when I discovered the old shop around the corner

has been transformed to this!

Marche du Macaron!
Sacre bleu!
Feel free to visit me!
You know what I will be serving!

 Trotted off to Cartier's opening after all.

The invite appeared in the Inbox at late-notice.

Thank you, Maison Cartier.

 I re-purposed a diamante brooch into a headpiece a s a nod to Cartier's diamonds.
And took my International Women's Day gift from Mr Fascinata.
My new Marcello de Cartier handbag, in the iconic red colour.

We sat at the the Love table.

 The whole evening was bathed in Cartier red light.

Dessert.

 The iconic panther.



 Tried on a panther satin, leather and diamond cuff.

Why not.

Worth nearly half-a-house.

What are you up to?

Are you getting paid enough?

Let me know.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roses and Lexy on Green

 It's been lovely around here.

I've had time to fashion this lovely rose headpiece inspired by my new art acquisition.

A pastel print on canvas by artist Julie Hyndman.

 

 

 I've used my lip brush to execute 30 minute lips and

sped down to Stewart MacFarlane's Pop-Up Show on the weekend.
If you have been paying attention, you will remember that
Stewart is a well-known Australian artist who launched his book with Flora in the audience.

 

 If you are okay with the nude in Art, you will appreciate Lexy.

Lexy on Green (2014)

Here's Lexy being walked home from point-of-purchase.

I've also been to Roma Street Parklands

In the Brisbane city precinct.

There's a fair bit on offer.

A picnic would top it off.

Topiary national emblems.

A sort of Christmas tree made of marigolds.

Lots of lovely flower beds.

A waterfall.

I'm on holidays from the day-job.

So I had time to notice the small stuff.

The tonal gradation on this bloom really got me.

 I've also noticed that Mui Mui are incorporating a granny-square bodice.

Who would have thought?

I've started drawing the festive window decorations for a little French restaurant.

Montrachet.

 I've got six large sheets of paper drawn with dogs with a bunting that says,

Season's Greetings.

How are your Season's Greetings going?

My gift is under the tree, and Mr Fascinata has just remarked that his isn't.

I better get cracking.



I'll get back to you when the windows are covered.