Right now I'm probably swimming in the surf somewhere on the Sunshine Coast, evading bluebottles and sunburn and enjoying the first part of our holidays. But last weekend we spent a few days in Sydney, just to relax and see a friend.
We stayed at the usual joint we've been staying in for 18 years.
And started our second day there with a fantastic breakfast. That French Toast kept me going all day. Loved it.
We went here.
And then walked there.
(And this is where it pays off to have a husband who actually enjoys fabric shopping with you, but only if there are comfortable husband chairs. Both stores delivered. Thank you Tessuti and Fabric Store.)
I bought these fabrics, and some linings, and then hauled them all over town the rest of the day. I didn't think that through very well, did I? It was a hot day and by the time we walked all over Surry Hills and the city it was time for some air conditioning back in the hotel. And that view of course. And a swim.
The next morning I woke to the most spectacular sunrise.
Later on we visited Finders Keepers markets. Loved this dress by The Professor's Daughter.
Dragging the husband along was no fun on this one at all though. No husband chairs. No husband interests other than the fantastic building that is the Carriage Works. Great market, way too crowded, but OMG then he found some PULLED PORK SANGERS.
We dawdled back to the car which we left somewhere in Eveleigh. We may have been a little lost when we took these photos but that was OK.
Then a little reconnaissance mission to Ikea, and perhaps someone found the perfect Christmas skirt fabric.
(Ironically I was wearing the 2010 Christmas skirt when I took this photo).
A good weekend. Really, really good.