Creative Collaborations.

So you may remember Shanna Murray from my gushing post last year? She is such a beautiful illustrator.

Well, get excited, because she has teamed up with two of my other favourite brands, Pigeon Toe Ceramics and woodturners n bakers Herriott Grace and produced some super-smashing stuff.

Creative collaborations on crack. Everything will sell out. If you get them before me, there will be consequences.

Bon Iver - Towers.

What a mischief you would bring young darling.

Mixed Business.

I love love love love love this gorgeous Melbourne cafe - Mixed Business in Clifton Hill, Melbourne.

This old general store is actually *gasp* probably my favourite Melbourne refuel spot. And it is home to Sarah's favourite cafe table apparently. See how delighted she is sitting at it?! We popped in briefly for some sustenance on the way to passata day.

Wanna meet up there for a chai on Friday? Text me, ok?

p.s. if you're the owner of the blue-shirted arm in the pic next to Sarah then you were really cute (and your friend was too but I thought you were the cuter one, Chellis thought it was even).

p.p.s thanks for asking to sit at our table.

(all pics by me except for the last one, thankyou YOLO)

50/50.

I saw this hilarious and heartbreaking (in even parts, seriously) film the other day. Absolutely worth a night away from your terrarium. Be prepared to laugh out loud, a lot, and cry softly.

Jazz dinners.

Oh I'm kind of sleepy tonight. Bed is calling.

I had such a glorious weekend. On Saturday Chellis and I went exploring around Melbourne town, trying on jumpsuits, raving about Ellie Malin's balloon prints and discussing pros and cons of shades of yellow in art shops. And I spent hours immersed in lists and spreadsheets (in a good way...if that's possible).

Then last night I entered a world of hanging ships, a courtyard filled with pebbles, a grand piano and *so* much food. I went to a super special jazz dinner at Melbourne seafood restaurant Claypots...ooooooooh. I wish I had two stomachs. And there may have been terrariums. Eep!

Tonight I chose cider over yoga (oooooo naughty!) and my darlin cousin and new business partner-in-crime Cherry is having a ladypad sleepover. Stupendous eve.

Yawn. Toodlepip! xo

Me, and the Deep Blue...

Little One and I went swimming this morning. 

Although the pool in an inner-city Melbourne leisure centre wasn't quite as breathtaking as this, it was joyous to hit a rhythm and have the water washing all around.

What a way to start the morning. Bliss.

Happy Wednesday, spunks. x

(pic by Corey Arnold)

Jamie Gaunt.

You know this man well and you don't even know it. He is my dear friend Jamie Gaunt: pseudo-brother-in-law, one half of the MMs and creator of my little bird that greets you at the top of this page each time you come and check on my ramblings.

He has just popped a whole heap of amazing prints up on his Etsy shop for you to drool over, covet and, perhaps, buy.

Ooooo the mind boggles.