So I umm-ed and ahh-ed and generally drove my loved ones crazy trying to find The Perfect Venue for the Berries’ birthday. A spot that was pretty, with parking, that we could reserve, etc etc. And then it rained, biblically, and everyone squeezed into the not-so-big-when-it’s-full-of-kids-big-new-house. I guess they gave it a pretty good christening… Needless to say I won’t be throwing a kids party this big ever again! So, dear reader, please humour me by imagining all my little crafty fancies hung from the delightfully gnarled and ancient branches of morton bay fig trees, with the afternoon sun glinting and dappling each shiny thing, and happy children frolicking, instead of this grey old inside day.
AKA an excuse for lots of photos of pretty flowers. Mirrored runner from IKEA. Orchids $10 from Kings Cross markets. Ivy stolen from the end of the street. Giant silver baubley lantern thingies, DIY here.
Hey folks! Bit of a cheeky way to let the cat out of the bag, but we’ve moved house. More on that later. In major troubleshooting mode, but these things tend to cascade until I’m formulating colour schemes while feeding a baby at 4am. Issue number one is new curtains for the girls’ rooms (note, that’s rooms, plural). Which means a whole redecorating avalanche. With huge props to Mandi from Vintage Revivals, whose colour scheme I’ve basically stolen, here’s what we’re lookin’ at:
All this and more poppet-worthy pretties here
Happy almost new year, peeps. Don’t suppose you need some last minute decorations? Bigger is better when going last minute party shopping according to my subconscious, I always get suckered. These were actually made for our deck-warming but wanted to get them posted just in case there are some crazy crafters out there looking for last minute satisfaction for 2012.
Step one, head to your nearest $2 shop, dodgy party warehouse or newsagent. You’ll need a couple of packets of crepe paper per lantern and some double sided tape. I actually used a hot glue gun since I was out of tape.
Cut your crepe into strips, then add notches in each strip. Keep in mind, you’re deciding the butchness of your lantern now. I went pretty chunky (also faster).
Then add your double sided tape along the “seams” of the lantern, or dot glue along the first rib. Simply follow the ribs with your crepe paper, keeping in mind you want to strips to overlap. Like most crafty things the first bit is dodgy then you get the knack and the process speeds up. Sadly you’ll need to start at the bottom, which is most visible. That’s why you serve shots. Drunks don’t nit pick.
So round and round you go until you’re ruffle-tastic. I mixed mine up with some shimmery show-girl lanterns courtesy of a giant role of foil garland I picked up at Reverse Garbage months and months ago. Still going strong, it’s endless.
Now, want to really razzle your ruffles? I stole this idea from Oh Happy Day, except she pimps her lanterns with confetti to make pull-string pinatas. Fill with anything fairly light and pull at midnight. Good clean fun (well, depending on what you fill them with).
So, the damn deck. Which Mr B will use to effectively quash every future sigh I make over dilapidated terraces and decrepit farmhouses. The project that taught us we are NOT good renovators. But, it’s (basically, almost) finished and it adds a whole “outdoor room” (thanks Jamie Durie) to our home. We’re focussing on the enjoyment bit after the long, long, long stressful building bit, which of course meant throwing a party. And since I’m a space cadet by 3pm, twas a brunch.
Food on offer: churros and dulce de leche that went so fast there wasn’t even a chance for a photo, some guac and chips, a super yummy and super easy apricot parfait that deserves its own post coming up, and some equally successful skewers of chorizo and prawn that gave Mr B a chance to christen his new Weber. I made a big jug of watermelon punch, plus some limey pina colada shooters for the brave. Turns out our friends are getting soft in their old age. Not many takers for shots at breakfast. Very sad state of affairs.
Mr B was out hunting for cigars for his brother, and brought me back a present. Actual pipe cleaners for cleaning pipes. They’re so sweet and will get their own post. In the meantime (I’m saying that a bit lately, aren’t I?). Anywho, in the meantime, another Christmas shin-dig to attend and more last minute label making, courtesty of one of my darling little pipe cleaners.
If you were clever you’d bend one of these up leaving yourself a little handle. I am not clever, but I don’t mind sticky fingers so I just pressed the little poppet along a piece of recycled cotton ribbon. (Bonus points to anyone obsessed enough to identify the store from its ribbon).
Ain’t they cute? Dried for an hour, ran the iron over then just cut up with pinking shears and off to the party.
Have you ever yearned to redecorate your parents’ place? Or is it just me? There are those lovely investment pieces you could never afford, plus the gems of the past (in my parents’ case, the late 70’s and early 80’s seems to be when the wheels fell off), and those nostalgic bits from your childhood, just languishing under piles of horrific, accumulated junk.
OK it’s probably just me.
So we’re staying at my folks’ house while we do our bit of renovating. Conveniently they’re away on holidays for six weeks. And while the cats are away, this mouse went to the Kas warehouse.
I just threw in the available inserts so the leather ones are a bit lacklustre and the blue a chubby but you get the drift. I saved one precious veteran, a cream tasselled number, and mum’s ubiquitous shawl. And the price for this bounty – two european-sized best-quality suede box cushions (they still smell like piggy), two lovely navy chenille numbers and the linen with woven print?
I suppose you want me to tell you where this joint is, right? So you can steal away all my bargains? Considering how much stock they seem to hold, I guess I could let you in on the secret. It’s 78 O’Riordan Street Alexandria. You can pop into The Grounds after and spend your savings.