Cigarillos

Wow you can still buy them. Well, if they weren't sold out? Could you really eat the paper? I did.

red

rippowam dreaming

Eija-Liisa Ahtila, Where is Where?, 2008. Written and directed by Eija-Liisa Ahtila.

I find this such a beautiful still. There was an empty house near mine growing up. Well, at least it was mostly empty, the family came back from France a few times a year at unpredictable moments. It had acres of beautiful gardens and an empty pool, in the days before pool fences became a not-negotiable. In winter it would fill up with water and leaves and slime and it had the feel of this still photo. There was always the fear that we'd hear a car come up the driveway as we were mucking around flicking slime at one another. It added to the thrill. I walked down there the last time I was home. It's now a perfectly functioning pool, with fence. Bummer.

eyes down

The drain covers in Hampstead are so pretty. They have different symbols in different areas of London, I saw scissors once in the East End where the old fabric mills used to be. This one looks like jellybabies. For more see these on flickr tagged Drainspotting. There are apples and pears, oh, and this guy looks to have seen the scissors too!

more charlotte

I've always been a snoop, and there's nothing much I love more than a look inside other people's lives. It might be terrible to admit, but when I was younger and babysat, I'd look through people's medicine cabinets and cupboards, pantries and drawers. I like nothing more than a late night walk to peek into people's lit windows. London is perfect for that with so many basement flats offering the perfect angle for viewing. I love magazine articles about the content of women's handbags, and I even remember a Schlitz beer ad in a Sky Magazine once that had the contents of Lisa Bonet's bin. So here's an article about my beloved Charlotte Gainsbourg and the things that she loves in her life. I found it on the lovely Her Name Is Lola, where a much longer more interesting post lies.



I found the Schlitz ad!
I remember thinking 'why the hell has she thrown away those 501s? They are cool'. From Because Brands Matter

I love this blog

http://wonderlandlondon.blogspot.com/

Written by a former vogue intern with great hair, the photos are HUGE and that's what I like the most. You see detail and scale and colour and life in a way that other blogs just don't capture.
I'd post a photo as example... but I wouldn't do it justice, so just visit.

swinging

i want to do this

childhood

When I was 4, I got a typewriter. I must have been 4, for I hadn't left for Australia yet and I remember carrying it to the neighbours house in Manchester. She was called Sarah and she got a typewriter too. We either had birthdays at the same time, or it was Christmas time. Mine was a Petite 4. It was brown and I can still remember the sensation the space-bar had. Sarah's had both a red ribbon and a black ribbon, the Petite 4 had only black. I was so jealous. I feel quite bad even writing this here, as I know Mum will look at this blog, and I don't want her to think I was ungrateful. I loved mine! I just wanted red too. I found one again. On Ebay. I am not sure I really have need for a replacement, but it was lovely to see it again.

breton

I finally found a perfect striped top. H+M £7- I'd been looking for one ever since I saw Alexa Chung in this perfect example. Via Rebel Chic

Tom always says 'buy cheap, buy twice' so I did. I bought two. The look on his face suggested I'd misunderstood his meaning.

melbourne

The one place in Australia I wish I'd had longer to explore is Melbourne. I always saw Melbourne as NY to Sydney's LA. I was meant for Melbourne. These lovely images via OPEN

Milkbar

The Olympia is the stuff of myth, legend and deep deep fear. Mentioned here under Olympia Milk Bar- and the subject of forums, fiction and facebook groups. I can sort of verify. For I was staying in Annandale a few years ago, walked down Parramatta Rd on a sunny night on the way to the bus and was intrigued enough to venture through the doors. Oh my god, it obviously hadn't changed in 25 years, ancient dusty boxes of chocolate- even the chewing gum out of its used by date. It was almost pitch black, no lights. The proprietor (who really did look like Count Dracula himself) took exception to me and screamed and ranted until I left. I can't remember what I asked. Probably how long have you been open? or something, I surely didn't want confectionery, I just wanted to UNDERSTAND! Plenty of stories on the web say that he was married with kids. His wife had a hairdressers upstairs. She and the kids were killed in a car accident and he ran it with his brother rather successfully as it was attached to the then Stanmore Cinema. The brother dies, and he promises never ever to shut up shop. So, is this true? Don't know, but I do love a story. I can kind of imagine it in it's heyday, like Freya Olson's parents shop in The Year My Voice Broke.

dolly doctor

I found a lovely set of these at the Camden Passage Markets, and they've been waiting to be turned into something sweet for weeks. This weekend is my big christmas making weekend.. hmmm, we'll see if I stick to that. If I do, they'll be on Miss Hill by monday.. or tuesday, if my darn home internet sees fit to resume service. This little bundle found on the very lovely Laundry etc

for mum

at Topshop

Fish scale floor

wow. Design Sponge- could it be from anywhere else?

rooms

I wish I could take a closer look at the artworks on the wall of the top image. Again, Design Sponge.

love is a triangle

I love this. The gold on purple is perfect combo I'm going to nick this idea for something I make this weekend. Lina Rennell as found on Design Sponge.

eyes down, bounty found

I love playing cards, I love finding things on the ground. My stamp tray at home is testament to my habit of picking things up from the pavements. I've found cards, beads, sequins, pages of children's books, parts of chandeliers, assorted jewellry.. you name it. I love the suspected origins of the cards above. See this post at Hi + Low originally from Inchmark

I wanted my second blog to be called Found On The Ground to document these finds, however someone beat me right to it. See here!

tickets please

How cool is this? The quiet life.

extreme jealousy via The Selby

Oh my god. How can it even be allowed that 2 beautiful people can live a life that you thought existed only in your imagination. This is IT. This is what I want. Via The Selby

Miso of Melbourne

Street and paper art. Wow. wow. wow. Misopretty.

a library in a phonebox

Villagers in Somerset bought an old red phonebox for £1- and set it up as a library, donating books! It's open 24hrs and lit up in the night. What a sweet tale.