Up early for a long walk with my good friend S; but on a low note, I was saying goodbye to her as she is heading back home to NZ. I'm very sad to see her go. She's a delightful lady; great company, sweet, intelligent and funny, and been a really good friend to me. She's a rare lady; a Kiwi who actually likes Australia, and says so. That's refreshing.
I can't wait to plan my next visit to see her.
Later a mammoth shopping excursion for a Christmas do we're hosting tomorrow...
And even later; well, my favourite shop, Fabulous Fabrics has been having a huge sale, and, yes I had to pay them a visit. But it's OK. Really. You see, I've been buying my family's Christmas presents, from them to me. It makes sense. You see, nobody ever knows what I would like, although I don't get what is the mystery as I can think of, like, a zillion things, hehe... but, long and short, my family will be wrapping up lengths of fabric, zips, lining and interfacing to put under the Christmas tree... it sounds a loopy thing but really it makes it all so much easier for everyone, and with the 20% off prices, it is sensible to be buying it now, rather than next year... So thankyou, my loved ones., for lavishing me with an oh so generous stash injection; all in my favourite colours, perfectly co-ordinating with my current wardrobe, filling in some gaps... Oh my, so thoughtful...
One needs to express a least a smidgeon of delighted reaction upon opening one's own presents to oneself... otherwise it just doesn't work right. This is an important component of self-gift-giving.
Shirt; Burda 7767 with minor design modifications here, cotton/linen chambray
Skirt; modified Vogue 7303, olive corduroy
Scarf; refashioned from old Tshirt, here
Sandals; Vincenzo, from Soletta shoes