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I ❤ these placemats. They were my 2017 birthday treat to myself, and they only come out on very special occasions.

…even if they are unscented.

Yes that is an ikea watering can being used to hold a floral arrangement.

The shot glasses holding the smaller tulips were my Nana and Poppa’s (Australian grandparents). They have history.


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Happy StyleMAS 2017

It’s that time of the year: StyleMAS time

I splurged a little this year: I’ve really been feeling mercury glass (I blame Fixer Upper because I am thinking about mercury glass panes in the uppers of kitchen cabinet doors when that eventually gets redone…).

So I got some mercury glass StyleMAS lights and a mercury glass tree topper to glam it up and get the mercury glass fixation out of my system a little.

The mercury glass looks quite sweet with my matte white porcelain ornaments (another obsession not yet out of my system)

I went a little early with the tree this year, not because I want to be friendly and cohesive (#eyeroll) but because – for a variety of reasons – I wanted to spend some time caving in my house, and making it pretty and mine again. And I actually like the fun of decorating the tree…as well as the glass or two, or bottle, of champagne I drink while decorating it. It is the little things 😉

When they are on, the lights are quite blue…

It’s pretty cool. I also got some scandi style swags that you can see hanging on the window behind the tree:

In position…

I also pulled out a silver lamp that my aunt gave me, and popped a light inside it. It’s now smouldering (metaphorically not literally) in the corner of the lounge by the fireplace and the plants:

Sultry silhouette

The tree looks quite pretty at night:

The reflection on the glass table top is something else:

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A picture says a thousand words…

Let me OUT.

So here’s 1000 words for you:


And even more words, all very unimpressed:



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The horror and the glory

You may, or may not, know that I do like a retro cookbook. I have a vast and fantastic collection thanks to my mum’s collection, which I have posted about previously:

Marvel at the wonder, the glory…and the interesting food photos, people.

There are a couple of twitter accounts which celebrate the wonder and the horror that was the retro cookbook, and regular stories about them (when my friends find these stories, they often tag me in them so I can add to my collection):

Again: marvel at the wonder and the horror. I love it AAAAAALLLLLLLL.

My aunt also has (or shall I say “had”) a glorious cookbook collection, one that I explored when I lived at her house for a while. I have dropped hints over the year that they would find a good home in my collection…

…years passed, and the time came for her to rationalise her house in preparation for a new house. Yes, dear reader, she handed her amazing glorious cook book collection onto me. All of the wonder, all of the horror, all mine. My precious.

It’s a wide ranging collection, from classic Australian cookbooks, to celebrity chefs of the time, to curated cordon bleu cookbooks and more. I’ve taken photos of some of the more amazing recipes and books in the collection.

And I do plan to make recipes from this collection, even if they won’t visually be presented in the same way…or will they? Would you mess with the presentation of the Black Forest Bavarois?


The 80s called, it says there’s not enough piped cream on this.

On the other hand, not so sure I will make a stuffed cabbage:


Cabbage leaf rolls fine, stuff cabbage…not so fine?

The books are a fantastic document of food presentation and techniques of the time, including artful platters of fish with grapes on top (Sole Veronique) or piping (Fish in Spinach Sauce):


Savoury piping is a lost art.

Delia does Sole Veronique differently now. And these days Fish in Spinach sauce comes without the fancy piping and artfully placed toppings.

How could you not marvel at the glory of endives, radishes, and a starburst of white asparagus (probably canned white asparagus)? It is majestic:


Majestic or Bombastic, To-MAH-To To-May-To.

And then there’s the wonder of some sort of spinach mould, filled with baby potatoes:


If that was a chocolate cake, and those were chocolate easter eggs I would be like HELLS YEAH HAPPY EASTER. When it’s spinach mould and baby potatoes, my enthusiams are more moderated.

While we are still on the savouries, can I get a holler for the chicken and peanut butter stew…ye satay chicken from ye olden days:


I plan to make this. You’ve been warned.

And then there’s the variant on beef wellington, which involves stuffing a loin of lamb into a home-made loaf of brioche:


Note the cold veal pie to the right with the immaculate hard boiled egg in the middle of it. This cookbook is about stuffing foods, into other foods. And I applaud it.

If we leave aside the savouries, there’s always the desserts. Like the Nectarine Cream Mousse, which is now a life goal:


Who wouldn’t want a jelly mould that’s this fantastical? I ask you!

Then a confection of evaporated milk, lemon jelly and glace cherries, served on a bed of EVEN MORE glace cherries:


I do like a glace cherry.

While we’re on the subject of mousse, gin and lime mousse anyone?


An epic of piping.

Then from the Australian Women’s Weekly classics, there’s the children’s cake book. Featuring cakes in shapes and sizes to suit every child…as long as they still make the lollies and chocolates used for decoration. If not, find a suitable alternative or risk making a child cry on their birthday, and no one wants to do that, do they?

Cricket pitch (it’s summer in Australia after all):


The most boring game on earth, slightly more interesting in cake form. Sorry cricket lovers, I am at best a disinterested party, at worst (when it’s put on the tv in my workplace): a hater.

Soccer pitch (also called football, if you’re not Australian):


I particularly like the recycled netting used for the goals. Find that in your fruit & veggie compartment if you’re old skool.

Lest we forget, the covers and graphic design of these glorious tomes:


If the bubble print gets larger on each line, people will know this book is about PARTIES.

Another Australian Women’s Weekly classic, The Big Book Of Beautiful Biscuits:


Apparently Beauty is in the eye of AWW, and NOT the beholder. Someone tell Margaret Wolfe Hungerford.

I’ve now got two versions of this glorious Cordon Bleu cooking series, one from my mother and one from my aunt (one appears to be the abridged version):


They’re slightly different. So I can’t part with either.

And then lastly, the glorious recipe that started it all. Frosted Green Cheese Mould. This is the photo that was my epiphany about retro cookbooks and recipe. If you want to blame anything or anyone, blame Hudson and Halls and THIS:


Check out the milk glass goblets, the painting and the turquoise stoppered bottle. I have home decor envy.

If you’re getting a sense of deja vu, you’ve seen this shape earlier in this post: the spinach mould with baby potatoes. Apparently in the 80s everyone was big on the ring shape, with various fillings piled in artfully. And if that’s kale on the right, Hudson and Halls were well ahead of the kale trend of the 2010s. If it’s curly parsley…it’s bang on their era. Perhaps we could update the recipe with kale?

Let me introduce you to Hudson and Halls, TV chefs from New Zealand who made it big in the UK. FYI: They were actually a couple, and were known for the quote “are we gay – well we’re certainly merry”. Love ’em:


When I grow up, I want to have a trifle bowl that I fill with Iceberg Lettuce, just like Hudson and Halls.

There’s a documentary about them: Hudson and Halls: A Love Story.


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Happy StyleMAS 2016


With the new tree topper

This year’s StyleMAS was a little subdued, one of the housemates was ill when I was setting it up so my heart wasn’t in it this year.


Pretties from the side, with the old tree topper

The colour theme this year was matt white porcelain and lime green.


Silhouetted pretties

I bought a new tree topper to go with this theme after I’d decorated the tree, so you have a couple of photos with the old snowflake tree topper and a couple with the new star tree topper.


With a couple of fancy presents under the tree.

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Let’s talk about lists…

house-1059We need to talk about lists. And I don’t just mean your wishlists on Amazon, ASOS, Modcloth, eBay or umm….anywhere else (and trust me: I most definitely am not judging you if you have more lists, elsewhere. I fully support your desire to dream.) We need to talk about lists of things to do.

As you’ve probably guessed already: I may be the tiniest bit ambitious with my aims, some might even say: I am a little bit of an overachiever.But hey: I try not to support shaming, regardless whether it’s body shaming, ambition shaming or other.

I acknowledge I have big aims, set myself big goals and an excited when I live up to them. Sometimes the goals change, sometimes they are a little bit longer in the post before they arrive, but I always have a list of things to do: personally, professionally, creatively, house-related, shopping list, wishlist, posts I want to write…

…you name it, I probably have a list for it.

You don’t see all mys lists, and why should you? This is a house blog, I am letting you into a certain part of my life, but it is with restriction. If you know me and/or if I share this with you: it’s still only part of the puzzle. And there are as many puzzles as there are facets to anyone’s personality, obvs 😉

But while I was on holidays in November and December, I had a couple of realisations about lists.

Realisations that had been in the post for a while, but that I finally had time to think about and – fyi I hate this word used in this context but… – I had to “process”:

  • Sometimes my lists don’t contain all that I want to achieve in that area, because the things to do are on another of my lists elsewhere. And this also applies with what I communicate to others (including you)
  • I need to stop and smell the roses and celebrate ticking items off one/some of my lists

Interestingly: this blog came about because of 3 things:

  1. I needed to keep family overseas in the loop about the house, without repeating myself and boring them with every conversation’
  2. I wanted to stop and smell the roses, big and small
  3. I wanted to celebrate the goals I’d kicked on my lists

You probably already have an idea that I am ambitious in terms of lists. You just need to look at the Houseolutions I set myself every year to get an idea of that:

Overachiever? I don’t know where you get that idea 😉

But seriously: this post isn’t about the lists I tell you about, it’s about some of the ones I don’t: because I want to acknowledge I expect a lot from myself.

So let’s start with the holiday list:


Holiday List

In 6.5 weeks, I managed to tick 7 things off it (8 if I can remember what AAB was: at the moment I am drawing a blank, but I am very pleased it’s crossed through).

Not on that list:

  • Cleaning my dad’s kitchen and sorting stuff out at his house (let alone the second, post-holiday task where I cleaned his whole house)
  • Watching 3.5 seasons of Nashville (okay: that’s not house related, but it was fun)

Then there’s another list, immediate things I want to do in each area of my house, broken down room-by-room. I have keep this list for about 4 years: this one is probably the 13th version of it…and since I spilt soya sauce on it (top right), there’s about to be a 14th version of this list.


Another, other list.

Plus there’s my fortnightly shopping and bunnings list, so many lists. It’s actually interesting to collate them all and look at achievements across all the different lists: sometimes it feels like where I kick a goal on one, there are several other lists that still need items to be ticked off.



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Celebrating the little things


From the side.

Sometimes you need to stop and celebrate the little things. Like the blue ginger jar I got from Great Aunt Eileen’s house in Tamworth, NSW, and how it goes so well with the blue glass jars I bought in my 20s and only recently bought over from DIY Dad’s house.



Wonder at the beauty of the reflections of the blue glass and wireframe basket, that you can see on the top of the glass dining table. And how, even though it’s shining hot and bright outside, it’s calm and peaceful inside.



Celebrate that life looks good with filters, and without.


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