I’m genuinely surprised I was allowed to buy this. Now what can I sand?

Our flat has some strange characters lurking in unexpected places.

Where would I be without the magic of Perfect Potion?

Share the love.

There was a definite hint of winter in the air this morning.

A nice little detail that’s looking a bit worse for wear.

Bright lights on a dark night.

A lovely piece of Brisbane’s traffic signal box art.

Time to reset my direction again.

Thanks to the magic of the Internet we now have access to one of the highlights of random Canadian television.

I couldn’t resist such an elegantly simple idea for organising stuff.

All I can think of tonight is collapsing into bed.

I should have one of these floating along in front of me.

Sparkly toe separators make the whole nail painting experience so much more glam.

Who knew nostalgia could be so yummy.

I do love playing with shadows.

Lines.

Today was a day where things felt like they were coming into alignment.

Beautiful detail

Lights at the Powerhouse.

If today is anything to go by I’ll need to finish this sooner rather than later.

Passionfruit

Little details at the Refinery

Burgers at Grilled

Blue.

It’s been years since I last had these.

It’s here! And I’m in love…

Nice boots!

Oooh, shiny new lens love.

I’m intrigued by the idea of clandestine portraits. Images that only someone who loves you could confidently identify as being of you.

According to a recent article on The Salon, in the 18th and 19th centuries, wealthy British and European lovers exchanged “eye miniatures” — love tokens so clandestine that even now, in the majority of cases, it is impossible to identify their recipients or the people they depict. Read the full article here. I think it's…