my houndstooth does not alter where it alteration finds

Beautiful isn't it?

Yo peeps. Sorry I've been so remiss with posting of late but I have been sucked into a vortex of new job-ishness. Also I am still without a camera so even if I had something to show you (that I had done) I couldn't (sob).

Then it occurred to me that I could show some of my etsy finds. I am an etsy junkie, blessedly I largely limit it to having an overflowing 'favourites' folder.

I usually search etsy (mostly vintage) with a particular theme in mind. Often it is 'wiggle dress'*, but it might be a particular colour, print or fabric. Sometimes I do a search that has a peculiarly vicarious quality. For instance miss potato my delightful, petite friend** will mention in passing that her fancy has been taken by a particular notion and my "altruistic" window shop begins.

Most recently I have been taken by the idea of houndstooth. Actually I've been taken by the idea of houndstooth ever since country road produced a bat winged blue and grey houndstooth scoop necked knit some 4 years ago... which I rationalised not getting (sigh). Strangely despite my love and periodic perusal, thus far I only have one houndstooth item but my waters tell me that will soon be changing!

For your pleasure I present the following finds:

This isn't the only or the cheapest or the complete set of the houndstooth decanter and glasses I found

A pair of houndstooth shoes are definitely on my agenda

Finally something from my altruistic collection for miss potato (over time it will become apparent that this collection as often as not consists of things I find and adore but won't fit):

Now I'm off for my weekly shop at the Eveleigh Farmers Markets. Enjoy your weekends deers. (Ha!)

*I worship at the altar of the wiggle dress

**Who possesses a vastly superior concept of fashion and style to myself

What's the Time Mr Wolf?

Mr Wolf can't answer because after a weekend of family and friend easter crazy including a cantonese crab dinner* with a double serve of noodles he is safely ensconced in an inner Melbourne serviced apartment for the season. And after an early morning start I reached Sydney in time to start my new job. Now between daylight savings and pre flight insomnia (I never sleep when I have to fly before the sun gets up) I'm in a semi catatonic state on the couch coming to the slow realisation that blogging is going to be exceptionally difficult without a camera.

On the other hand with my newfound source of income now may be the perfect time to invest in a digital SLR an idea I have been coveting for some time now.

* my stomach did protest but my taste buds said persevere