Much more exciting is the fact that Saturday was our first official (ridiculous notion but I'll take it anyway!) day of Autumn! Happy joy joy and dancing all round. It was beautifully clear and sunny but with enough of a chill in the air to make the change really noticeable and it was heaven. Absolutely gorgeous. The plants and trees are just starting to come back to life, too, and are all vibrant colours glowing under that slightly lower sun. It is all rather lovely and makes me very happy.
On Friday night we met a couple of friends at Mr and Mrs Howell in Brunswick for drinks and snackies, deciding that the anchovy on pesto toast was very nice (as were the fritters) and enjoying being looked after by the lovely staff, before going to a second place where apparently the wine was very good (I was driving so I didn't have any) but not much else was. I drove everyone home afterwards which always makes me feel healthy, frugal and useful and therefore very saintly. Will DESERVE vino and taxi next time, having earned it, obviously. To mark the onset of Fall, I painted my nails a burnt orange, topped with dusty rose hued glitter of differing sizes, and then admired how they looked with my new, huge sparkly ring that I bought from Lovisa last week when I had to go past the shop on the way to the post office. I then realised that maybe, just maybe, the green stones might match the velvet of the vintage opera coat that I've had for years but not worn much, and the nails would match the lining... and lo and behold, bingo!
The dark orange colour is by ORLY which makes me think of owls (YA SRSLY etc) and I think it is very good. This colour is extra nice, kind of metallic-y with tiny shimmery bits, and has an almost shot fabric finish, with subtle olive and a touch of yellow showing when you turn your hands left and right. The glitter is by Essie, and the perfect pale pink colour, and it does last for ages but is a bit of a faff to get off. Totally worth it, in my opinion. I'm so excited about wearing cold-weather clothes again, and have started to go through my wardrobe to see what I want to wear first. This is one of my all time favourite vintage dresses, bought years ago now, and it needs a little bit of love and care before I can wear it again. I've hung it in my living room to remind me to do it when I'm watching TV in the evening but this trick hasn't actually worked so far... it will get done, soon, though, as I want to wear lots of dark, plain colours – navy, blacks, dark grey etc – this winter and this dress fits the bill perfectly.
On Saturday, John and I drove up to a farmer's market in Bundoora that we hadn't been to before, trailing bags and backpacks and hoping for good fresh veg. And we weren't disappointed; all bags were loaded with crisp goodies plus bread, cheese and some beef to roast later in the week. Yum. We also met this ginormous dog. Isn't he beautiful? Quite often I think I'd love a great big dog. I don't think Babycat feels the same!