Someone thinks I’m super. And a star.


If you’re not already familiar with it, Cut Out And Keep is a treasure trove of amazing craft, fashion, beauty and food tutorials; a repository for heaps of awesome stuff. And I am totally honoured and flattered and pink in the cheeks to be their most recent Crafty Superstar.

Here’s a link to my virtual trailer. In case you’re wondering, it’s quite a large trailer with heated toilet seats and a well-stocked bar. Knock loudly if you’re coming in, the plush carpets tend to mute outside noise.

Cut Out and Keep has a great online mag called Snippets.

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Every day this week the lovely Cat, who runs the joint, will be posting a different twirling betty tutorial. And there’s a bit of a blurb about me as well. Including an embarrassing musical taste admission (although it’s not so much the music as the man himself) which for any long-term readers of this blog will come as no surprise but may make others vomit a little into their mouths. The thought of which, in turn, makes me giggle.

I hate the word “giggle” by the way. What am I? A 5 year old? But chortle makes me sound like Rumpole of the Bailey and laugh is too general. Maybe snicker is what I’m looking for. Only without the mean connotation. Any and all suggestions for the appropriate word gratefully accepted.

You know what I mean.


Just go on over and look at my superstarry-ness will ya?


2 other things:

1. Remember these Due Punti rings I posted about a while back? Kate from Bensimon Diamonds saw that post and got in touch to let me know they have an introductory offer of 2 due punti rings for $99. That, my friends, is a good deal. I’ve already availed myself of it and two more friends have Due Punti rings in their future. Preciousssssss rings.

2.  I posted about our family photo shoot recently. Fi Mims, photographer extraordinaire, has posted some more photos of our family on her blog. I highly recommend Fi if you’re in Melbourne and in search of someone lovely to take some family snaps.

And just so we are totes clear, as always, those are not sponsored plugs. I just think 1. is a genuinely good deal on something I love and 2. is a doll who takes great photos.

Although if any cool company wishes to sponsor me….I’ll be in my trailer. In a negligee. Listening to Slippery When Wet.

New Year’s resolutions and family portraits


New Year resos. Yeah, I’ve had a few.

This year’s include some totally achievable and not-at-all unrealistic things like “lose 20kg by May” and “write book”. There are also a swathe that focus on family and basically boil down to cherishing the everyday moments instead of railing against the mundane.

Well, only time will tell how I go with this year’s plans but I did at least tick off one of last year’s resolutions and got some professional family photos done towards the end of last year.

We spent an afternoon with the lovely Fi of Fi Mims Photography. She and her husband also own and run the laid-back Cowderoy’s Dairy in St Kilda  – a favourite spot many Melbournites will be familiar with.

I can’t recommend her highly enough as a great gal and beautiful photographer.  She not only somehow got Olive to respond to her gentle suggestions, but also managed to capture us in a way that’s different to our usual totally un-posed stuff but that is still really natural and true. Quite the miracle really.

Fi was a pleasure to work with and at the end of our session, she took a couple of polaroids and left them with us. I loved that little touch of having some candid shots from the day while we waited for the really good stuff. I had a hard time choosing which prints to buy, but eventually settled on this lot.

So here we are my loves: me, that handsome husband and those dear little baby Bettys.

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And yep, I am totally hiding the extra 20kgs I’m carrying behind my child. Well, kids have to be good for something, right?

Happy New Year my loves.  I hope 2013 is the bees knees. The cat’s whiskers. The duck’s guts. All those good things.