Something to Aspire To

Tuesday, 21 October 2014

My love affair with Belgian interiors is well documented here on Wishful Thinking. The effortless restraint they practice in their styling fills me with deep seated envy. Carefully selected items are displayed in their full glory, without the need to complicate the space – one small frame against a large grey wall, a rustic oversized lamp next to a frumpy sofa, a deep bath in the middle of the room. Some days I win the less-is-more battle but even so, I still remain hopelessly attached to my endless hoards of stuff. This find below is definitely something I aspire to.

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Images via EST Magazine | Photography: Frederik Vercruysse

Mother of a Storm

Sunday, 19 October 2014

That storm. I’ve been here long enough to have experienced a few ferocious Sydney storms but never before have I experienced one from the 4th floor of an apartment facing hurricane-like gusts straight off the ocean. I got home from work on Tuesday evening to watch the black clouds roll in, accompanied with booming thunder and steaks of lightning. The show was so impressive that we turned off all the lights and watched at the windows, completely transfixed as the sky lit up like daylight. Storms usually pass but by 11pm, this one showed no signs of slowing down as the wind whipped plant pots and rain against our windows. Just after midnight, we were forced to concede defeat and set up the spare room as the rain pushed it’s way through the sliding doors, soaking our carpets. Sleep finally came but the storm was still raging as we stumbled bleary eyed out of bed the next day to survey the damage and head to work. Luckily the storm seemed to have more bark than bite and apart from a few areas of flash flooding and fallen trees, we were relatively lucky. It made for some impressive photos though (taken by me, edited by my trusty sidekick). As a side note, I’m trying to get Jordan to start posting his photos. Any ideas on good platforms? Flickr?

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Images | Wishful Thinking

Weekend Uniform

Thursday, 16 October 2014

We have had the most unbelievably wild weather here in Sydney (I have some pictures to share). We spent last weekend soaking up the first taste of warm weather and getting our tan on but by Tuesday, the mother of all storms blew in - knocking down trees, flooding suburbs and even snowing some mountain towns in. Luckily it has now passed but it's left a decidedly chilly edge to the air that doesn't seem to be going anywhere soon. Guess it's back to the jumpers and boots for my weekend uniform...

Oversized top
$110 - hunkydory.se



Office leather ankle boots
$61 - office.co.uk





Witchery palette eyeshadow
$17 - witchery.com.au


Porcelain coffee mug
$8.93 - chapters.indigo.ca

A Hankering for the Old Country

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

I am happy to say that I have had very few moments of severe homesickness (for London that is, I still get homesick for my original African home). Sunny, warm days and living opposite the beach might have something to do with this. But every now and then, I find my mind straying to a snug, low ceilinged pub with a crackling fire, or a sleepy stone town in the Cotswolds, or our teeny tiny house in our little close and it’s there, a pang of homesickness to rival none other. I’m indulging that feeling today by posting about The Wild Rabbit – a beautiful traditional pub and hotel located on Oxfordshire, just a mere two hours outside of London. I’ll let the pictures do the talking but needless to say, it has me missing things.

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Images via The Wild Rabbit

Tucked Away in the Mountains

Sunday, 12 October 2014

I finally managed to find a few spare moments to go through the rest of our photos from the Blue Mountains and I felt the beautiful cottage we stayed in warranted a blog post all on its own. Booked late at night, after a few glasses of wine (note to self: got to stop doing that), the exact reasons for why I chose it remained a bit ambiguous until we walked through the gate and were greeted by a sunny front garden covered with smatterings of the overnight snow – I immediately knew we made the perfect choice. Comfy beds, walls of beautiful artwork and a crackling fire made it feel like we were staying in a family home (albeit a very distinguished family member)! I went a bit nuts with the camera so you might want to get comfy…

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