Della Street Dreaming

I can't write much because I am at my daughter's apartment in Canberra & she is playing Regina Spektor on her Darth Vader iPod speakers. Previously, we heard Florence & the Machine singing 'A Kiss With a Fist is Better Than None', a lyric that I don't fully understand. I'm sure she didn't mean it, though.

I can't write much because I Have to Have the TV on mute, or better still, on Pause, to Blog. So I am Out of My Comfort Zone.

Also, I am more than usually freezing & sincerely hope that my toes are not suffering from frostbite.

But this is of course NOT the topic de jour. This is my Constant Problem. The Blog has a life of its own. It wants to talk about what IT wants to talk about. There's a Continual Power Struggle going on.

But tonite I'm winning. No, the topic is Holiday Happiness & that's what we're sticking to.

I'm sure you're relieved.

Holiday Happiness #1: Thrifting with Almost a Sixth Sense.

Look above if you can be bothered.

Yes, its me wearing some Holiday 'BednobsEtc' Booty. Its an Alice McCall top. And pants not from 'Bednobs'. They're from the girlswear section of 'Best & Less'. Which is almost as good. I'm now going to list what I've got these holidays: One Bill Blass pure wool tuxedo jacket.

One Carla Zampatti striped silk skirt.

One Adrienne Vittadini white pleated shirt which breaks my rule about wearing white because I'm really grubby ,but I couldn't resist it because its a Known European Brand & I'm now a Total Label Whore.

Two Toy Leather Jackets.

And I've forgotten the rest which is probably just as well because it was getting a little tedious.

Holiday Happiness #2: Serious Studio Time.

Here I am wearing one of Mr Ex-Middleaged's discarded Calvin Klein tee shirts in my studio. And I'm not just wearing it for effect, either. Every time I put it on over the top of my normal clothes I know I'm serious. And you can tell by the authentically messy state of the studio that I've been doing stuff. You'll see it in a minute. Can't wait.

Holiday Happiness #3 - Dinosaur Designs Rings.

Last saturday, the Ex-School Nurse took me on a Fascinating Retail Adventure. We visited a large Auction Warehouse which was celebrating Xmas in July with fake snow & Carols. Sadly, we didn't buy anything. On the way home, we swung by the Dinosaur Designs Discount Shoppe. Not that they call it that. Guinevere, Nursie's gorgeous daughter manages it on the weekends. I bought all these resin rings for ten bucks each. Their purchase dovetailed beautifully into my 'Abundance through Frugality' Project. God, I've got a lot of projects happening. Hope I can complete them all.

I've soo much more to say, but daughter Maeflower & Me are just about to jump into the car & pick up a whole mess full of Indian Takeaway. So I must be quick.

Cutting to the Chase.

I'm just Bottom-Lining you. Behold Toilet Roll Dolls I made. Can you see that their bodies are toilet rolls? If you can't, take my word for it.

I also made the room where they are living. It was a shoe box.

Behold Jungle Room Mixed Media piece I made in honour of what one of my outfits was called by someone who had just visited Graceland. Rock Hudson in Doris Day's mink is on the left. I wonder if he ever went there?

I sold an artwork. Here it is being carried away in my lift off to live a whole new beautiful life with its owner, Harvey. It's called 'The Sexiest Man Alive' in honour of George Clooney who I'm in love with who features in the middle of the painted collage.

Here's another product of my studio. Its a shoe box interior.

Maeflower's cat just loves her Mac.

My hotel room.