Somewhere

I found the perfect home.

It has everything I require.

Quiet spots to sit statue-like in silence, admire the view, spy on the neighbours.

A warm spot to contemplate my verdant garden, wee fireplace to warm my tootsies and enjoy a cuppa, even a daybed for drowsy kips.

Every imaginable comfort is at hand and in tip-top shape, ready for entertaining hoards of phantasmic guests.

You're invited.

If you like that sort of thing.

Let's have a peek upstairs then shall we?

Morning light pours through the bedroom windows.
Greet the day with a stroll in the garden, or enjoy breakfast in bed.
Of course, every modern convenience is ready and waiting.

Pics courtesy of artists published on Abandoned Asylums

My search for paradise took me to Everywhere, a place in which I found Somewhere.
I've been so far away for the past week, I'm lucky I didn't get lost.
I've almost made it back.

Earring - fashioned from a craft project by The Stylist

1980s teddy - hand-dyed and gifted by turquoise-haired beauty, Clare

Fox fur cape - gifted by our beautiful Kitty

White leather horse brooch - gifted by darling Vintage Sweetheart

Laura Palmer brooch - Etsy

1980s Studibaker Hawk dress, cat-ear headband, sparkle sunnies, silver granny beads, star necklace, silk flowers and other brooches - all thrifted

Shoes, green skull necklace, rings - craft markets

Fishnet top - dunno

I've been far, far away from Bloglandia.
I'm clawing my way back and looking forward to visiting you again.
Baci,
Desiree xoxoxo

Your Life Will Surely Change

Guess the hermit.
I'll give you a hint, it's not the cat.
My head's bin bizzy.
Juggling the days, studying circus mind-tricks, brushing up on my poor Italian (including The Phoenix), cramming an English teaching course, organising a house move.
Tired.

This is what I wore to a house inspection this afternoon.
It certainly raised a few eyebrows from passers-by and several dog-walkers nearly lost their leashes (and dogs).
The 1960s frock was a gift from the divooooon Miss L of The Princess Prudence Diaries.
It arrived a few weeks ago at knee-length, but today it was mid-thigh.
Aaaah I love it!
Meanwhile, I'm obsessed once more with The The's Soul Mining album, which was my bedtime lullaby at age 17.

Today I stumbled across one of Roman Polanski's films in his apartment series, Repulsion, the first of three, of which followed Rosemary's Baby and The Tenant.
It was also his first English-language film.
Riveted.
That's the only way I can describe my response to the first viewing.
He introduces us to his unique brand of horror-thriller, with confronting camera angles, surrealism and the good old door peep-hole shots.
Catherine Deneuve plays Carol, a young woman who completely loses her mind while cooped up for two weeks alone in her apartment.
I now know that leaving a skinned rabbit out of the fridge for some company, is a sure sign of a need for some home help.
Top tip.

1960s frock - from the lovely L of The Princess Prudence Diaries

1960s beauty case, bangles, beads, earrings, sunnies brooch - op shops

Anti-Joyce badge - handmade by spunky Miss Simmonds Says

Golliwog brooch - borrowed from The Stylist

Terrier brooch - Etsy

Cameo-style vintage brooch - gift from my most gorgeous sister, Mere

Leggings - Black Milk

Shoes and pink ring - markets

Spiked headband - from an FB buddy

How you rolling?

Baci,

Desiree xoxoxo