A few of my favourite things

When I am disturbed and things are not going well, I turn to objects that have always cheered me up, given me comfort and motivation. Here are a few such things; succulents, succulents and more succulents, any kind of plants actually, if I could convert my house into a jungle I'd be happy, fabric/ carpet bags have been inspiring entire outfits lately, my bags are hung all over the room off every conceivable piece of furniture including my book-shelf, chair etc, plaids always have a place in my outfit choices and they look great clashing with the prints on my bags.

I have bought a copper plant hanger from the local Salvos today and can't wait to put a plant in and hang it up. Little things give me great joy in trying times. What inspires you?

Crochet and puppies do it for me at 35 degree celcius

Tee: Salvos, Crochet skirt: Bondi markets, Jewellery/ Bag/ Slippers: India

I had forgotten the joy that are stray puppies on the streets of India, they claim a certain house as their own and are the bestest friends to have. My sister's house is surrounded by stray cats and dogs who have claimed her as their pet and I get to reap all the benefits of that.

Although all this puppy love has resulted in yet another crochet skirt falling in the middle of the street incident, I am beginning to sense a pattern here. And let me tell you getting de-skirted in India can cause far worse problems than anywhere else. Skirt falling dramas and puppy love aside, I am happy to report that the weather here is almost melting my skin off but I have wonderful new treasures to be happy about. My intent to buy only used/ ethical clothing is getting really hard to stick to because I want to buy everything in sight, pretty pretty things call out to me. But so far have got gifts from everyone, claimed a few of my sister's jewels as my own and am wearing fragrant/ fresh flower crowns. Life is good!

Please admire my new embroidered slippers, since I can't wear my short shorts I am going over board with colour, embroidery and fresh flowers. Yes I know my tee says Baghdad but I imagine the city before the war and meanness and I think it must have been beautiful to sit by the Tigris and soak it in. Have a happy happy week!