Lady of Shalott
I have spent the week decluttering like a woman possessed. I'm pretty sure there is more to go, but I've sold outgrown baby equipment and furniture, I've decluttered the kids toys and books and taken loads of old linen/ outgrown clothes/ unused gifts dating back to our Engagement (so they would be 15 years old and never used) to the local Charity store.
Farewell orange silk dress ruined by a well known Adelaide Dry Cleaning chain.
I've spent a lot of time photographing my roses. If you're so inclined to follow me on Instagram (anadelaidevilla) I will happily bore the pants off you with all my rose photo close ups.
Adelaide d'Orleans climbing rose, an Old World rose. It's not a repeat flower sadly.
Sharifa Asma bushes, Adelaide d'Orleans and Flag Irises, seaside daisy in the foreground.
Sharifa Asma, a David Austin rose. Smells divine.
Rainbow Lorikeets. Arch Enemy of Roses
I've baked bread, as I usually do on weekends because I'm too lazy to go to the shops to buy fresh. I've also made a batch of chicken sandwiches (above) that I'm going to take to afternoon tea at my Aunt C's today.
Pamela, Faux Fuchsia and Me tripping the light fantastic in Melbourne this time last year**
via Porter Magazine's Instagram
via CouldaShouldaWoulda's Pinterest
But after falling in love with the jacket- bag, I saw this Chanel tassel Cushion influenced handbag and am now torn. Thoughts?
via CouldaShouldaWoulda's Instagram
About the only thing I haven't managed to do Faux Fuchsia wise this week is to wear sequins.
Keep it together.
**joking - not us - photo via Eviwild's Instagram of people I don't personally know in Paris
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