This is probably my favourite DIY.
Super easy. All you need is a wire coathanger and voila! Instant storage for sunglasses and hair bows.
It doesn’t work so well for bows on bobby pins, but anything with a clip works well.
It’s currently holds my trio of modcloth sunnies. I love floral sunglasses.
A collection of hair bows from around the place, but the big striped one I found in a boutique in Mandurah. It’s from the Davie Bow-ie collection. I just couldn’t resist.
One of my favourite tracks from last Summer… I’m still working on this Summer’s playlist.
Any cracking tracks I should be listening to??
Last weekend when we were at Piccos, the Mr and I decided that we wanted to try more new places, instead of the same old. How this works in with us starting to save for a house… well it doesn’t but if we’re going to eat out we may as well eat new.
So we had a bit of news to celebrate. I verbally accepted a job offer (very exciting, particularly as my current job isn’t guaranteed at the moment). There are still a couple of ways it could fall through, but being their “preferred choice” is rather exciting. There have been a few sleepless nights this week.
So on the back of that good news we decided to head towards Beaufort Street and find somewhere to eat.
Well Beaufort Street has a lot of tapas. Which is great. I like a bit of tapas. It always makes me think of the IT Crowd. In fact I may have put the Mr off tapas by referring to it as “little food from Spain”.
Anyways, after looking at 3 bars that only had tapas, 2 places that were closed, and Siena’s which we tend to go to all the time even though it has a terrible urbanspoon rating, we ended up at the Queens. Which we hadn’t been to for ages, but we used to go to all the time, particularly when we were first dating.
We wanted something hearty and we got it. At the perfect table right next the fire, we got in just before the rush. Which meant we got some awesome service. The waitstaff were jokey, friendly, and attentive. I had the kangaroo which was cooked to perfection. The tomato chutney was perfect, just tangy enough to complement the kangaroo without drying it out too much. The potato and horseradish rosti also went down a treat.
Mr polka-dots & sparkles had the 400g t-bone with garlic prawns and chips. It was the medium side of medium rare but it was spot on. 4 prawns is a good amount, and although there was a point where it looked like it was going to be too much, it all got polished off.
For some reason (maybe something to do with stress and hormones) I really wanted desert.
Fortunately they had a sticky date pudding on the menu. Unfortunately it was over half an hour between ordering and receiving our deserts.
We did get an apology, and it had got noticeably more busy whilst we were waiting, but it was just long enough for my headache to return.
The pudding was good, not the best I’ve ever had but that will take a lot to live up to. The Mr’s sundae looked good, but not half an hour’s worth of assembly.
Overall it was pretty good. Until the desert we really couldn’t fault anything.
It was still a good night, we just came away with headaches and stomach aches. We almost never have desert.
But I’ll be back there next Monday for a Ravelry s’n’b, unless I chicken out again. Or am still feeling horrible.
…and it’s not letting me comment on anyone’s blogger today. Which absolutely sucks because I love commenting on blogs.
I just love leaving nice comments for people.
It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside.
So here are the comments that I wanted to leave – I hope you all have pingbacks on your sites.
I have no idea why it’s just your sites that aren’t working, because some blogger sites are and some aren’t.
One day I’ll get around to doing a blogs I follow side bar, for some reason the bloglovin one doesn’t work on wordpress for me.
Continue reading my work browser officially sucks…
Nothing quite like snuggling on the couch, with new Parks and Recs. Me casting on a new minion while my boy cooks me dinner.
We both had pretty crappy days so the image of Ron Swanson swiveling around in his idea of hell (a circular desk) was just what we needed.
The mashed potato has bacon in it.
It’s nights like this I’m so grateful I have found someone so wonderful to share my life with.
I’m one lucky girl.
Womanhood has never been too kind to me. Growing up they were horrible. I’d have days where i just couldn’t get out of bed. The pill was really good, but i was terrible at taking it. Implanon makes my cycles really irregular but they’re back to their former suckiness. But this is not a post to whinge about my period. But it did so happen that’s why I’m home from work on a Monday.
And trying to make the best out a bad situation I made cheese and bacon muffins for lunch, and spent all day working on a pinwheel purse and watching Freaks and Geeks
I can think of worse ways to spend a Monday.
A little while ago, when we were running errands on a Saturday, we stopped in at Silks bistro for some lunch.
The place was relatively quiet, it was obviously their downtime. But even so they had the music so loud we could barely hear ourselves think.
I was impressed by the presentation of the parma. It certainly looked better than your average pub grub. The olive tapenade around the outside was a hit in my book. Overall it was delicious.
Mr Polka-dots&sparkles had a burger, which he said was ok. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary.
The verdict? We’d go there again, if we were in the area. But we’re not going to be planning a special trip.
Well disaster’s probably a bit strong. I can probably save it, but I have to do a crash course in dress design before I would even attempt looking at this again.
I think I mentioned that I had a feeling that I had bit off more than I could chew? Well guess what! I bit off more than I could chew.
Some shaky seams, some terrible measuring, a wonky zipper, and a very low waisted garment means that it’s not going to be finished for a very long time. But I’ll post some unfinished pictures anyway.
So without further ado, here are 5 things I learnt about sewing.
Also titled, things Sparkles should have researched better or looked up along the way.
1) Basting means sewing it first and then unpicking it. Not just sewing the seam twice. It’s very difficult to press flat when you have two seams.
2) When transferring a pattern to fabric you actually cut out the triangles. That and transfer all the marks, even if you don’t know what they mean at the start of the pattern it generally becomes clear half way through.
Things like ease, I now know that’s important.
3) Cut slowly. Actually, do everything slower. You know how much you hate making mistakes and unpicking things, so just slow down.
4) When sewing something with lining make sure that the lining and the real fabric are the same size. Measure, measure, measure. You’re dating a carpenter, you’d think you would have picked this up by now.
5) If you think it doesn’t look right, don’t worry. You haven’t got the skills to write a pattern, so trust that companies that manufacture these things for a living know what they’re talking about.
I think my next project will be one that comes with step-by-step instructions, with actual photos, not a diagrams and a schematic.
But I had a lot of fun making my so-called dress.
Monday night was the Brownlows. The brownlows are the best and fairest for the AFL (Australian rules football).
It’s a chance to reminisce on the year of football as they go through every round winners and losers. My bestie comes round, we make snippy comments about how badly dressed the WAGs are, and we reminisce about a year of football. Usually it’s, that night at the pub when this happened or, that’s when we got all prettied up and went to watch the football at the Casino. There’s a drinking game involved and it’s generally a good night on the couch.
Which leads me to Tuesday, and my second hangover in five days. (I’m not usually such a lush. It’s football finals season, so expect another one on Sunday the day after the grand final).
So hangover food for me is a lot of food. My body tried to soak out the excess alcohol so I end up eating a lot of grease, starch, and cheese.
So after I got home from work, had a nap on the couch, all I wanted was nachos.
These are my nachos – the Mr has a different recipe and thinks mine are terrible. But he didn’t go to work yesterday, so he got stuck with my nachos.
The recipe.
Put corn chips in a tin.
Smother with chicken, salsa, and cheese.
Put in the oven until cheese has melted.
The photos aren’t pretty.
But it tasted good.
Before
After
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