After much wishful thinking the fabulous Ms Bidermann has finally put together a collection of fine pieces. They are the type of pieces the eye is at once drawn to. Rose gold, sweetie coloured gems make it near impossible not to want to own one of these deliciously different trinkets. I for one have my eye on the “Big Apple Keeper Earring”. Can you say “Christmas gift anyone”?
I am super excited (yet again!), Christmas will soon be
smothering us upon us. This is the time when my pickles and potions are created in time for the 25th. Of course the most important culinary accompaniment is my Mother’s Achard (a Mauritian spicy pickle of sorts). This year I have elected to make both the apple and mango varieties which are a fantastic accompaniment to the plethora of colds meats knocking around at this time of year. The attached image shows the base flavours of garlic, onion, mustard seed and chilies. By the 25th the Achard should reach maximum full flavour. I will post further pics of the finished product. x
Whenever I travel abroad I like to stockpile any weird and wonderful food-store finds I am unlikely to come across in Blighty. My mother often talks of making “caramel infused Cafe” back home in Mauritius. Well, I couldn’t find caramel but I did come across coconut infused coffee and a wonderful Papaya based chili sauce on my recent jaunt to the Caribbean. I have high hopes for the coconut coffee as generally you could dip a well worn shoe in desiccated coconut and I would merrily chow down. x
So a couple of products I really love for their hard working yet low maintenance properties. Diptyque’s “Lait Frais” or fresh body lotion has the most sublime, long lasting aroma and really does make one feel as fresh as a daisy. It’s great for those who may not not like to wear perfume.
Decleor’s Hydra Floral Masque doubles up as a great over-night hand treatment whilst Korres Wild Rose lip balm imparts wonderful softness and a long lasting pigmentation. See…low maintenance…maintenance! x
I came across this image over the weekend and I was struck with all manner of memories but also just how influential this campaign actually was. Klein truly captured the 90′s zeitgeist. Notice the narrow leg shape of the jeans, an early nod to the now ubiquitous “skinny” jean. I can recall I was somewhat obsessed with the healed sandals and socks look championed here and tried on many occasions to introduce the look into my “social excursions”. Sadly, after attempting to hit the dance floor in said look I realised some things are best left to the ad campaigns…
You know I love a friendship bracelet and yet I find I am very particular when it comes to buying them. Jade Jagger’s brings neon-pink bracelet with a green chrysoprase skull and a vermeil coin charm ticks all the boxes for me.
Today I want to talk about a subject which is very close to my heart. It is a subject which both divides opinion whilst eliciting great passion. It is the vexatious matter of sandals and socks, yes my friends…worn at the same time…together. We have seen a rise in the number of fashion forward individuals extolling the virtues of “Le sandal-sock” but my friends I am here to tell you this will not end well.
Consider if you will the above photo, take some time. This morning when I remembered that I had been forced to dispatch my beloved Birkenstocks with last week’s curry,
owing to the fact that I had worn matching holes into the general toe area, I slipped my feet into some flip-flops (which I had refused to wear all summer long no less) that somehow seemed perfectly suited for the days activities. After catching sight of me making a break for the kitchen my house guest informed me she could no longer endure the vision of my be-sandaled sock-encased feet “shuffling from room to room like some confused Netherlandic traveller” if you please!
Let’s be clear, I love to wear my sandals with socks. It’s a no-brainer. One simply slips a sock lined foot into the nearest foot shaped cavity and off you shuffle. The only trouble is one often becomes too comfortable in this guise whilst loafing in the house. So comfortable in fact that one fails to notice when one finds oneself making a break for the shops in said footwear… Yes mes amis, it is a slippery slope, a cautionary tail. First it is the Birkenstock and then…the flip-flop. Need I say more?