Sometimes people spot something and know that you will love it. It is a gift that you will get excited about and keep looking at, and most importantly, it will make you smile. This particular gift was all the way from home, which is the other side of the world from us, therefore it is even more magical. It's also a gift from someone we think is wonderful. So, it's a fantastical little gift that reminds us of home and a lovely person AND it's extremely pleasing to our peepers!

Doesn't making the bed make everything better. You know those things that you have to do every day, but don't really have to? Like eating a specific cereal each morning or making sure something is parallel to something else before you can fully feel everything is ok. Well, for us it's making the bed. We feel approximately seventeen and a half times better post making the bed than we do pre making it. It hasn't reached obsessive yet, but unlike smoking, is more harmlessly habitual. 

We feel similarly happier after smelling the tea bag tin before our first cup of tea of the day and neatening any rectangles into piles (mainly paper and magazines). These are our action equivalent of a safety/comfort blanket. If we leave the house without doing any of these things, a grey cloud of doom follows us around all day until we can get back to rectify the situation. On saying this out loud we feel compelled to perhaps reduce the importance of these minor tasks somewhat. However, we are now living a long way from home, so comfort blankets are pretty much a necessity.

Wow, that's the first time we have spelt parallel (there was the second) right first time! Usually the obnoxious (yet helpful) red dotted line appears and we have to spell check. And on that note we are off to errrm, spell check.

(No smokers were judged in this blog, we will never judge, only encourage you to eat).

It's been too long again sweet peas. We are so sorry. Another adventure went awry. This time it involved hiking over what we thought was a jam centred donut, only to find out (the hard way) that it was in fact one with a large hole in the middle. After plummeting down into the dark circle (and severely grazing ourselves on giant granules of sugar - ouch!), we have spent rather a long while eating our way through the bottom of the damn thing. We are not even a massive donut fan, so enjoyable this was not.

Apologies to donut lovers, no offence was intended from this post. It's just, well you know, we spent too long with one and had a bad experience. Kind of like if you get stung by a bumble bee or bitten by a gerbil you go right off them for a while. We'll get over it, we promise.

Anyway, we have obviously survived and are here to grumble about what happened. On a more pleasant note, we have a new desk to work on. This pleases us greatly and makes up for weeks escaping a deep fried, sugar-coated ring of unhealthiness. We are feeling very positive and are ready with brightly coloured pencil crayons to create tiny bits of magic for others. So with that, we shall give you a squeeze, ruffle your hair and kiss you on the cheek. Until next time beauties.

Ok, so it's not actually a bargain as such but an investment, and aren't investments a type of bargain? No? Oh. Well it's beautiful and we want it. Alot...

http://www.hervia.com/SS10-Vivienne-Westwood--Bags-Vivienne-Westwood-Ebury/c28_360/p22015/Vivienne-Westwood-Ebury-4691-Bag-Floral/product_info.html

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Firstly, happy new year! Hope it was firework filled and there were no disappointing anti-climaxes. We are still yawning from ours, therefore it must have been a super duper start to the year. Same resolution as every year...enjoy more and worry less. Surely 2010 is the year to do this whole-heartedly. We shall see, we're not too worried about it to be honest. 

Anyways, we have a new blog for you to take a peek at... http://thisisskeleton.blogspot.com. It has what we love in a blog - bits of pondering, dissecting and a wonderful way with words. So kids, check it out!

And if your new years resolution is to lose weight, please re-think. There's more of you to love. 

Dear Vivienne Westwood,

Please can you stop creating such wonderful accessories for a while? We can simply not afford them all. This makes us frown, and what if the wind changes? What then?! You'd have our frown lines on your conscience. We love you anyway, sigh.

fay XXX

We don't stride or power walk or run. We like to stroll, walk slow and sometimes dawdle. Get over it. If you're in a rush, then bloody well overtake us! Jeeeez! Was there really any need for a massive huff, a sigh or a shove?! We think not. Calm down. You see that space next to us on the pavement? Well. take a step towards it and walk past. We won't bite you or push you into the road, however, blatant acts of appaulling manners may result in the previously mentioned.

Yes...we may have got out of the wrong side of bed this morning.

Aren't sequins wonderful? Making something quite plain into something that razzle dazzles. We were wondering today how the individual sequins must feel. They can never take all the credit for their sparkly shows, but always have to take it as a team - a beautiful, reflective family. We dont think we could sew just one sequin and leave it there alone. Not when we are fully aware of the potential giddiness and glee a gang of sequins has on us.

 Maybe it's all they know, therefore they go through life happily sharing the praise together. However, maybe sometimes, they cry out to catch the light on their own. Who knows? Not us, hence the pondering. We did think though, if there is a missing sequin on a garment that should be covered in them, you can spot the dull patch almost immediately. Therefore, it shows how each individual one is extremely important and should be appreciated. So, next time your alone with something so twinkly and pretty due to it's abundance of sequins that you feel you have to profess your utter love/lust for it (is it just us that does this to things we really really like and or want?), why not mention how each one is individually very impressive. You know, just incase there is that one trying to loosen the thread to be on it's own.

This really hasn't meant to be a metaphor for people by the way. After reading it back it may come across that way but we hope it doesn't. For the record, we think some people are much better off away from others - the ones that don't deserve gleeful, sequin moments in their life. Are we being a little mean? Probably...sorry Mom! x

Proud moments, fay-loves-cake @ TOPSHOP...

When you open your eyes, really open them. Take everything in, sketch it, photograph it, talk about it, memorise it. It's your view, totally unique to your peepers. Appreciate those shapes, colours, movement, letters...

Take in those you love. Their mannerisms, cheek colour, how they look at you. And if you enjoy a view, go back and look at it again and again and again...x

Sometimes you have to give in to that lump in your throat or quiver in your lip and let the tears cascade down your face. It might be embarrassing or even inappropriate, but the relief will make up for it. There is obviously a reason behind you soaking a tissue or a handy shoulder, so just let it happen. It can be very freeing to just cry. It will be the start of you feeling a little better about whatever is making you cry in the first place. Honestly.

And if a loved one or friend is there to share the emotion or just help soak up your tear-drops then all the better. If you're as lucky as us, you'll get a cup of tea and a biscuit too. There, that's better isn't it? Isn't that feeling you get when you can breathe through your nose again and your face is less swollen wonderful? We think so. So maybe next time you're telling yourself not to cry, don't listen.