10 things you probably don't know about me

1. Sometimes I eat flavoured crackers for breakfast.

2. Last night I spent a good 15 minutes trying to get my dog to sneeze by sticking one of his own whiskers up his nose. That sounds a lot worse than it was..

3. I need at least 3.5 coffees in the morning to be able to function. Otherwise I do really stupid stuff such as look blankly at people who've just spoken to me and then say about 500 minutes later 'hang on, sorry, what?'. Especially embarrassing if it's a babe customer. This may or may not have happened to me two days ago.

4. I am obsessed with nailpolish and lipstick. I am a hoarder when it comes to these things. I have about 7 lipstick tubes of the same exact red colour but different brands. Also I recently stockpiled my nailpolish collection and it contains about 50 little bottles of varying colours most of which I don't actually wear - I have a rotating colour system which goes: aubergine, red, pink, nude and thats about it. Also, if you work the bottles out to be about $8 each.. well thats a lot. About $400 if you were wondering.

5. My future rides on me choosing one of the three things that I love more than most things to do. (I am good at these things - I think). They are music, writing, and people. My dream is to combine them. I might chuck photography and fashion in there if I'm being a bit modest.

6. Sometimes I don't do things just so I can spend time with my dog. Well I've never actually done this, but it has crossed my mind a number of times.

7. I have, among several other addictions, a serious problem with online shopping. And, kinda just shopping in general. You may think I'm joking. I'm really not.

8. I have a dream. And that is to open a wee vintage and new homewares shop with my Mama. Although, you probably already knew this due to me blabbering on about it often.

9. I won a national songwriting competition once. I was 11 but still. I got a guitar and a thousand clams.

10. My minds gone blank. I promise you I do actually have more than 9 things that make me up as a person. Oh wait I havent showered yet.

my weekend

On Saturday Mum and I journeyed a fair way from home, up into wine country, for a local farmers market they have up there. Here are some pictures!

After about 1 and a half hours of driving, we reached the farmers market where we bought some lovely fresh fruit and vegetables. The only downside was the wind - whipping up huge clouds of pollen and dust from the surrounding vinyards and crops. I am a sufferer of horrendous hayfever so I'm so glad I remembered to take a hayfever tablet before leaving!

Afterwards, we strolled into the centre of town, where we found lots of amazing vintage and homeware shops. A couple of them were brilliant and inspired us no end but I couldn't take pictures inside, sadly.

On the walk into town we passed an incredible building, the old Masonic Hall. It was for sale and we desperately want to buy it and start our little vintage business inside! Unlikely, but here's to hoping!

After looking through some more vintage and antique shops we decided to stop for a coffee at a little cafe in the next town, called Nosh, with incredible old shelving framed by wallpaper and little knick-knacks the owners had been collecting.

We took the long way home, and passed incredible scenery and a strange electronic woman (a scarecrow perhaps?), who Mum insisted deserved a photo!

A beautiful, inspiring, tiring day. I want to go back there!

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Change of web address!

And pictures from my weekend to follow!

in love

I am completely and totally and utterly obsessed

...and so i stop to think and breathe and wonder at the world

i hate lies. careful wording there - i don't hate liars, although they frustrate me no end - i hate lies themselves, twisting and turning and forcing their way into peoples' lives where they always, always cause damage.

i am an anxious person. i don't like to say that as though it defines me as a person, but for as long as i can remember i have thought up ridiculous scenarios where death and destruction are rife, and perhaps the world is ending, or someone i love has no legs. it does sound ridiculous. even i recognise that.

but lies and an anxious personality go hand in hand. on the one (hand), i lie to make people stress less about me, on the other, i hate it when people lie or exaggerate events or scenarios because (especially if it is a bad thing) what if the lie comes true?

i do know that thinking something can't make it happen, but the power of the spoken word is a completely different matter. at risk of sounding completely insane, sometimes i say things over and over to make sure something doesn't happen. like 'they won't get hurt' or 'this won't happen'.

i'm a big advocate for seeing a psychologist. i think that people are absolutely obsessed with their outer beauty but no one really takes the time to search for their inner beauty. which is a great shame, because if more people realised that what is inside counts the most, i bet the world would be a much better place. don't get me wrong, tackling your inner problems is really hard. really, really hard to start with. which is why a lot of people don't even try. or if they do try, they give up almost straight away.

but once you begin, it's almost addictive. working through your brain, and picking it apart is actually really interesting. not only do you learn more about yourself, you also learn more about people as a whole - although i think im strange, almost everyone has some aspects of what i have. i don't like labels which is why i'm not going to be specific, but the point is, talking about yourself for an hour a fortnight is actually quite therapeutic in itself.

so start slow, and keep going, and maybe once you figure a couple of things out, the world will be better. and it might only be your small world, but it's a start. and then there's more incentive to keep going. and lying will become less common, and people will start getting happier. and noticing life. and engaging in beautiful things. like a petal falling in the breeze, spiralling to the grass.

i am by no means cured. in actual fact, it's ongoing work for me. little steps: more beauty and less exaggerations and more truth in your day to day life. that's a start at least.