Joan Collins. Roses. Missoni.

If you've been reading this blog for a while you know that I am a devoted Joan Collins fan and have been since her days on Dynasty. Today my girlfriend bought us ticket to see "A night with Joan Collins" in November. Hooray. Apparently she'll be providing fantastic anecdotes about her fabulous life. Can't wait!

Woolies is still selling $8 bunches of roses! They don't have any scent (more's the pity) but you can't have everything and they do look cheery. Run Don't Walk People!

These little green button things are sweet aren't they?

My favourite glaze for chicken or fish involves lemon juice, dijon mustard and maple syrup. Try it. You won't be sorry.

I'm loving cauliflower puree these days

So comforting

Meanwhile, in my continuing series on the Superior Hair of the European Royals I give you the Norweigans:

and because I am generous, I also give you Queen Beatrix and her grand daughter:

Don't they both look fab? I had such a nice morning. I met Old Zsa Zsa ("Hungarian to the Stars") for coffee at Anouk. Say what you will about Zsa Zsa, she is very very funny and made me laugh a lot. I wore Missoni. Look:

It's original price was $1800!!! I know. I'm as shocked as you are. But because I only buy heavily discounted high end designer clobber I paid only a fraction of that. It's from Olive Home. They always have nice stuff. And regular sales.

I wore OPI's A Grape Fit.

Can you believe that The Baby is already 5 months old? Me either. Time's flown by at the speed of light. I wish I could rewind to the beginning and do it all again, because I've loved the entire motherhood shebang 1 million/10.

When he's bigger he will look adorable in these-

I got the Who today so I could check out Old Kim's wedding

All the guests wore black and white and Old Kim frocked up in 3 Vera Wang gowns and $15 million worth of jewels. I know. Talk about 'spensive. I think the E! channel paid for the whole shebang.

Enjoy your weekends.

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Missoni-tasticness and Other Stuff

If you've been reading this blog, you already know my views on The Wonder and Magnificence that is Missoni. I think it's the Official Knit of the Blog actually. Which reminds me. I'd better make the Normans the Official Conquerors of the Blog before I forget.
If Willow and Lotus are reading this, I'll be needing a second Missoni-esque necklace to match this cardy. I'm thinking Tiffany blue, green, white and mauve. With maybe some crystal whatsies thrown in for Good Measure. Can you get Your People to Talk to My People?
Here's my whippersnapper friend R from Cotton Socks in a Missoni cape tripping the Light Fantastic in Paris a few years ago. I know. It's beyond stunning. I hope she has it locked in a bomb proof safe because I am dead set tempted to pinch it for myself.
Rachel Zoe's little kid Skyler has his own Missoni cardy.

My Baby doesn't need a Missoni cardy, because he has this:

Willow and Lotus's Mother Sandra hand knitted this for him before he was born. She even chose the colours to match his nursery! I am going to get it framed when he outgrows it.

He is 9 million/10 adorable and entertaining. Every mother thinks her kid is beautiful but I am getting stopped on the street these days by strangers commenting on his gorgeousness. Really. But let's face it, those shoes would make anyone look Good.

Meanwhile I'd like to thank everyone for their well considered advice and input in relation to the important issue of the length of my new curtains (look I never said this was a blog about World Peace). Although there are rooms in this house with super high double height ceilings, I don't think this particular room can take the pudding or puddling effect, so as soon as I get my mitts onto some iron on hemming tape (thanks Beanie), they are going to be shortened.

Since it's Arctic, I actioned a sort of spicy seafood stew arrangement. I got the idea from a re-run of a South American Food Safari show. You know. The one with Maeve O'Mara. Apparently Coriander (that you might know as cilantro. Or maybe you don't) is Key.

Nothing is happening in the garden. There are maybe 2 blooms tops.

Thank God for Interesting Foliage.

Someone asked what I thought about Kate's wardrobe for her Canadian tour. I loved it. But I'd like to see more brooches. And some nail polish. But apart form that she looked fab. In less happy news, apparently Princess Charlene didn't stay in the same hotel as Prince Albert during their South African honeymoon. What's going to become of them? And is anyone else fascinated by Rebecca Brooks or is it just me?

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Sunday.

This weekend was freezing. I liked it. It made the sky super blue and gave everyone the chance to Hardcore Cosy It Up.
I don't know about the rest of you but I Love a baby in a vest. Don't ask me why. I just do. My sister bought this vest and shirt for him. If it was bigger I'd wear it myself.
Here's the whole ensemble:

The cord pants are from Irish L and loafers are from Buphee (not her Real Name). I know. The whole thing is Stunning.

I don't know what the cutest age is but I think I might be experiencing it now.

Meanwhile my girlfriends and I went to Il Posto the other night. We embraced Amaretto Sours ("Cocktail of the Gods") with a Vengeance. Can I just say that I love catching up with my girlfriends 11/10? We never ever run out of things to workshop.

And because we're joiners we all ate the same thing. The duck pasta. Always a winner. Unless you're on some sort of low carb diet. In which case ordering this would be a veritable duck-disaster.

I made another hummingbird cake. This time I added crushed tinned pineapple and half a packet of that Bundaberg crystallised ginger. It was good. Please don't ask me for a recipe-I made the whole thing up. Just make sure you use cream cheese icing (The Queen of Icing)

I went to the art gallery. It's nice over there. There's an interesting Surrealist exhibition if Margritte's your thing.

And strangely the gallery has a vege patch. Here are some zucchini flowers. I like them stuffed with cheese, dipped in bread crumbs and deep fried.

Here's my soothing drink of choice at the moment.

And in other news I got sick of staring at my horrible old calico curtains and sourced some heavily discounted el cheapo neutral coloured curtains from my friends at Spotlight with high tech thermo lining for only $84. I know. I thought they were a bargain too. Haven't hemmed them yet though.

They were a bit plain so I channeled Martha (minus the share trading fraud) and whipped out my glue gun and stuck some orange pom pom trim to the top of them. As you do.

'Spose I'll have to iron them at some juncture.

This is what Anouk was producing breakfast wise.

Why the hell isn't Downton Abbey on tonight? Stay warm.

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