Pretty.

Oh, hey you.

(via Wilderness and Wonders)

Winter Jammies.

Aren't these new Peter Alexander threads the best wintery PJs? If you wore these while hanging in front of an open fire and drinking mulled wine I can pretty much guarantee you your happiness levels would at least double.

Herriott Grace.

Herriott Grace is one of my most favourite finds from my blogsearching adventures.

Lance and Nikole Herriott are a father-and-daughter team. Lance is a masterful craftsman and Nikole is a talented creative - a pastry chef/designer/ceramicist/stylist/photographer. I'm not even going to try and explain their amazing package-sharing story. You should read it, in Nikole's own words, here.

And, if you love the above insight into their world as much as I do, then you should click here to watch the full film (directed by wonderful photographer John Cullen).

A Week of...Smallness.

This week has been all about special moments spent with an awesome bunch of people with BIG hearts and small egos. The best kind of person, right?

It was a week of quite full-on busy-ness (and business) including lots of catch ups on phones, in favourite watering holes, in homes (including a special roadtrip to check out Ro's new digs) and inside my packed-to-the-brim brain.

But, shared with the right people (those aforementioned BIGsmalls) even the busiest of weeks are never arduous. Quite the opposite, in fact.

Here is my week in photos...

First light at the Whole Larder Love school house.

Fashion adventuring in soon-to-be-re-launched, Clara Fox, Melbourne's vintage Narnia.

A full Fitzroy rainbow. Adventure shared with new beanie from Dagmar Rousset.

Laughter, love, sesame dip, a few sneaky tears and mulled wine at Catty Cat's 30th.

Cake.

Ooooo. I'm not really a sweet tooth but Caitlin's 'Brown Butter Strawberry Cake' looks pretty darn delicious, right?

Visit her Roost blog for the recipe and perhaps wish her 'Happy Anniversary' at the same time.

Winter Weeks.

This is my bedroom in Olinda, where I'm bunking in with MMs while waiting for my new digs, Ladyland, to become mine. 

As you've heard, it's been raining non-stop so we've been bunkering down, dancing madly to the new Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros album and cooking up winter-warming grub.

I love these winter weeks. I realised 2009 was my last Australian winter. No wonder the rain excites me so much.

Love. xo

Sleep.

The wind cannot turn back now. It has whipped itself into a frenzy just one wall away from me, my loves. It's so catatonic that it has been transformed into waves. Without logic, I would assume I was sleeping on a cliff, with dark blue seas raging below as I enter the world of slumber.

Goodnight sweet reader.
xo

(pic taken at the wonderful Park Hyatt in Paris, September 2010)