Tuesday, 24 May 2016


No one understood the perfume
of the dark magnolia of your womb.
Nobody knew that you tormented
a hummingbird of love between your teeth.

A thousand Persian little horses fell asleep
in the plaza with moon of your forehead,
while through four nights I embraced
your waist, enemy of the snow.

Between plaster and jasmines, your glance
was a pale branch of seeds.
I sought in my heart to give you
the ivory letters that say "siempre",

"siempre", "siempre" : garden of my agony,
your body elusive always,
that blood of your veins in my mouth,
your mouth already lightless for my death.

Gacela of Unseen Love by Federico Garcia Lorca
via here

                                                                         The Outfit
Dress - from a charity shop, originally Oasis
Flower Hair Clip - Accessorize
Vintage Chinese Paper Parasol - from Great Granny Kiki

The Soundtrack
Florence And The Machine - Delilah

I thought it was time to show my face after 2 years of twin parenting. The dark shadows and lines have inevitably worsened, but the desire to dress up like a hippy preraphaelite continues unabated!
ps. I'm finding the formatting of these posts seems to have changed weirdly, so bear with me if there are some big gaps like the one below!

Tuesday, 29 March 2016


“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”  
Louis de Bernieres, Captain Corelli's Mandolin

The Outfit
Dress: Charity shop
Skirt: from Granny Penny
Sandals: from Asos
Hat: Charity shop

The Soundtrack
Goldfrapp: Tales Of Us

I've not made a blog post for so long I'd almost forgotten how to do it! My babies are now walking talking toddlers, and most solitary free time is spent doing the laundry.
I did have a 20 minute break from childcare yesterday and the sun was shining so I took these photos as quickly as I could before I went back in to give the girls their bath.

To respect their privacy, I won't be showing my children's faces on this blog, but it feels ok to show you how big they've grown in these photos from our recent Easter egg hunt:

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