photo via keishikibi Hi darlings. I've curated a team page for the Australian Wandarrah Team, titled Australian Street Style. Go have a look at it here; share it on your facebook; tweet it; then come on back here of course!
This page gives a look at street fashion from around the globe. It's fabulous.
For a more upmarket look, grab one of the above ensembles. And let's not forget the guys.
What do I wear 'on the street'? Black and denim are my style. A confession...I'm not overly interested in fashion. I like to be smart but comfortable and I hate shopping in shopping centers/malls! I do like pottering around thrift shops though. How about you; what are you wearing now?
Oh my, when I saw the macrame icons constructed by Russian artist Vladimir Denshchikov I drooled. Go do a google search for more of his work. Well darlings 'macrame' has certainly come a long way from the pot plant holders and owl hangings of the 70s hasn't it! I did a search on etsy.com and was amazed to have thousands of items come up. Lots of jewellery of course but many other items I didn't expect. Aren't they lovely? They've inspired me to, well, go get knotted!
I'm ashamed to say I own too much 'stuff'. And I procrastinate daily on cleaning it out. A 'declutter' is way overdue so I've put together some hints gathered from across the net in the hope that, by sharing with you, I'll motivate myself. Maybe you have a similar problem?
Declutter for 15 minutes every day. It’s amazing how much you can get through if you just do it in small increments like this.(This is quite appealing to me; it takes away the overwhelming nature of the job...maybe I'll start with 1 minute...)
Don’t allow things into the house in the first place. Whether you’ve begun
decluttering the living space, or you’ve just completed it, stop bringing in
new stuff NOW. (Yes 'but' it's okay this week while the thrift shops are closed, but what happens 'next' week...)
you’re boiling the kettle for tea, tidy up the kitchen. If the kitchen is tidy,
tidy up the next room – it’s only 3 minutes but it keeps you on top of
everything. (Pity I drink coffee and my machine needs vigilant attention. And what's with a kettle that takes 3 minutes to boil!?)
Use the “one in, two out” rule. The rule: whenever you bring in an item, you have
to throw away two other items. (Okay, 1 dress in, two tissues out...)
If you haven’t worn an item in 6 months, sell or donate it. (But what about those 'special' pieces - you know the ones I mean - the wrong size but gorgeous fabric, or the vintage coat that only comes out once a year. I don't think so.)
Declutter one room (including any closets, desks, cabinets, etc.) before starting on the
next one. Spending time in that room will feel so good, and it will be so
easy to keep clean, that it will motivate you to do more! (A possibility but seems a tad daunting)
Internalize that your value is not in your “stuff”. It is just “stuff”. Hoarding is a selfish act. (I 'know' my value isn't in what I own; and I'll give away to anybody who visits and takes a liking to something - within reason, but I'm not a minimalist at heart, I like a bit of 'stuff' around me.)
Have someone else help you go through things. They don’t have the
emotional attachment that you might have, but can still
recognize if something should be kept. (This is a great tip. Just be warned, 'some' people, such as my daughter, are a tad too free with the 'OUT' command and you may find yourself having to purchase a whole new wardrobe.)
Books you’ve read immediately get recycled among friends, family or
local libraries. (But, but, what if I'm feeling low and need to reread a poem, or a passage, from a fav book to lift me up?)
Oh dear, where will it end. So dears, there's quite of few of you following this blog. I'd like to invite each of you to drop by my place - whenever you're in the neighbourhood - and I'll send you home with some 'stuff'....
When I came across these glorious underwater photographs from Elena Kalis I ached, yes ached to be back at the ocean. My breathing gets slower - in rhymn with the waves maybe - and I have no trouble slotting into a slower pace of living. It's as if the sea takes me back to the essence of me. The ocean drowns out the internal chatter; cleanses me; let's me just 'be'. And I love people watching by the sea. It's as if we're drawn to it like a magnet. I mentioned this to a friend and she said maybe it's the desire to 'go home'. The anthropologist Loren Eiseley said it well 'Every time we walk along a beach some ancient urge disturbs us so that we find ourselves shedding shoes and garments or scavenging among seaweed and whitened timbers like the homesick refugees of a long war.' Maybe it's time to pack the car and succumb to the magnetism...