Wednesday, March 31, 2010

In one singular granny hug

I am just pondering humanity. As you do.

Here is my take on it today:
I genuinely appreciate it when people take the time to get to know you. I have realised that EVERYONE has a story. More than that, I have realised that everyone has a story with enough merit to listen to. You dont have to be an action hero to have lessons and wisdom that I can learn from. Something that bugs me is when people judge others solely on appearance. I see this on both sides of the spectrum. People are judged for wearing clothing that is too tight or too short, for being too arty and not fitting in the square box, for dressing too conservatively which MUST mean they are boring... right?
WHEN will we learn that clothing, image, tatoos, peircings, skin colour or family structures do not define a persons heart???

On that: I saw something that made me smile not too long ago.

I was at smith st late one night, when I stopped at the traffic lights. Lined up along the sidewalk were about 7 men of various ages. They were lying down with threadbare blankets in the rain & some of the men had small bundles of clothing. I found myself wondering how each had ended up living on the streets. What were their names? What were their stories? How did they end up here? If I was homeless where would I shower? (apparently these guys didnt care too much about that, my window was down. I could smell them). They were causing such a disturbance making lots of noise and calling crude things out to me. It was a little uncomfortable... So I wound my window up for safety.

BUT THEN...
A little old lady came shuffling along smith st. Dressed in her pastel pink fluffy cardigan with her snow white hair elegantly coiffed. The epitomy of gran fashion.
I expected her to cross to the other side of the street for safety (as so many others were doing). However she made a bee line for these rowdy homeless men. She strolled up to the youngest in the group, a 20 something man. He had masses of tattoos all down his arms and back, peircings through his cheeks, and long dreadlocks. He was visibly dirty and glared at her.
They were polar opposites in EVERY respect!
This minute little granny was not afraid of how this gruff (slightly drugged) 20 something appeared. She introduced herself and then proceeded to give him the biggest bear hug you could ever imagine. I think I literally saw his anger melt away in one singular gran hug. It must have been a pretty amazing hug! She gave every person in that group a hug or a granny pat on the head.
Then in her nice pink slacks she sat down (in the rain) and proceeded to just chat to them all.

To me, she was the closest thing to jesus.




Saturday, March 27, 2010

Always a bride

You may remember a while back I requested that summer should pretty please come back? Well...!! It did! So I have been making the most of sunny days with beach trips, boating, donutting in the bay (being dragged behind a speedboat on a tube), regaining my tan & dreaming of playhouses. As a result I have been severely neglecting my vintage shop & blog. So I must apologise for not replying or posting (not sure anyone actually noticed?)

I must admit that I am rather excited to share these photos with my fellow bloggers! They were such fun to shoot! They were taken by the lovely Amy Oliver for her photography website. I had such fun playing dress ups as a bride. All the glamour of a real wedding minus the commitment & hassle of finding a "husband". She works wonders with that camera of hers!!! If you are a melbournian in need of a photographer, be sure check her website out!

Wishing you all lots and lots of love!
Miss Pretty
xx

Friday, March 19, 2010

An ideal playhouse

G'day!
Does anyone else find that creativity requires a decent chunk of space to orchestrate? I am thinking that I need my own space or office to create/sew/paint/bake/cut patterns/make jewels/who knows... How wonderfull would it be to have a studio!!! But why settle with a mere studio? When you can have... *insert drumroll here*...
a playhouse!!!

This is the playhouse I would choose! hehe! Think of all the fun creative things one could conjure up in such a kitsch paradise! It would be impossible to create something un-cute. Of course tricycles & picnic tables are nescesary

Sunday, March 14, 2010

wonderment



















I am not claiming to be an artist by any means!! However, the other day I discovered some watercolours hiding in the back room. So of course I dropped everything, drove to warrandyte and had a painting day!! What fun xx

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

I am a deeply impractical person.




I am a deeply impractical person.
For example, today I deemed it appropriate to bake a banana chocolate cake. Despite me being intolerant to dairy & not liking chocolate. Why? I am not entirely sure... Hopefully I can find someone to eat it!
The impractical gene is deeply rooted in me.
For example: I think it appropriate to wear stillettos to do my grocery shopping. I wear evening dresses to do house cleaning. I make floral headbands before going to sleep. I am learning to play the mandolin before learning the guitar. I curl my hair before walking my dogs. On holidays at the beach I made 10 tutus that I have no intention of wearing. 'Jumpers' & 'sweaters' are optional extras in winter. As far as I am concerned if something practical doesnt fit in my bag, then it doesnt exsist. What are umbrellas?? Silk, pearls, taffeta & feathers are for everyday wear. Having said this... I love camping, climbing trees, jumping off cliffs & fishing for trout. Strange strange! Then again, has anyone ever met a normal person? I would be interested to know what they look like!
Wearing: Vintage velvet & feather hat, siren brogues (perhaps innapropriate footwear for forest walks?), reconstructed vintage pink lace dress, victorian era collar, jag waist belt, excessive eyeliner, my great grandmas beaded purse & a few pineneedles.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Tell my love I am leaving for the sun





















 I would like to petition that summer should please come back. Please? I dont enjoy freak hailstorms. Summer I miss you...
Here are a few pics of some of my favourite summer spots to hang when its hot.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

I'm ready for my close up mr deville




























Meet my beautiful sister Anna! I finally convinced slash 'kind of bullied' her into letting me take photos of her before she went out to a party (1950s style). She is wearing a dress my mother whipped up using my dress pattern. They are such sweethearts! Anna is one of those lucky few who is brilliant, sporty, hilarious, musical, pretty & lovely. As if people like that are allowed to exsist!!!

Anyway... this week in pretty land I

Practiced the only scale I know on the mandolin (the g scale), whipped up some playsuits for my upcoming store, nanny-ed, baked, ate scones with jame & cream (YUM), read a few too many books, drank an excessive amount of tea, saw sunset boulevard in an attempt to increase my film knowledge (I still havent seen Titanic), wrote some songs, went for coffees with friends, walked in a field of sunflowers & modelled as a bride. Its been pretty chillaxed.

What have other people been doing this week?
xx

ps. I think this dress style will be one that goes in my new store. Do you like??