Shruggy-scarf thing - secondhand Dries van Noten, Dress - A.P.C. (old but the new range is in store!), Clogs - Funkis, Necklace - The Empress Dowager's New Jewels
Saturday's Spring-like conditions continued way into Sunday! It's just too good to be true. Could be that litte bit of calm before the storm. Boo.
Showing off some blinding light-reflecting white winter chicken legs sans tights/jeans/trousers here. All the way to Ikea, a forty-minute car ride to a suburb far far away.
They didn't have jam jars in the size that I wanted. Maybe they never had them before and the perfect jars were just a figment of my imagination. The spice jars that they did have would have to do - blood orange marmalade, here I come!
Didn't come home with much other "rubbish-y" things that weren't on our list this time. Ikea, like record shops, are evil places that breed rampant consumaterialism.
We stopped at one of favourite "junk" shops on the way home and fell in love with these like we did with some green ones some time ago at the same shop...
...part of a very long row of 1950s cinema seats that a church in the Blue Mountains bought to use as pews.
This is something we need - our hunt for a set of two reasonably-priced low back armchairs from the good old days has not been fruitful and these comfortable old dames might just do the trick, we thought.
We excitedly went home with the measurements we took at the shop and realised we thought wrong - these lovelies were to big for the tiny space that they are meant to fill. Disappointed again. Bah.