Saturday, October 3, 2015
The colored ropes and floating corks are beachfinds from our roadtrip in Portugal.
What started with some pieces of rope we found on the first day on the beach in Portugal, finally ended in collection and meanwhile we cleaned up the beach a bit.
Once home we washed the beachfinds in the bathtub and let them dry.
The collection ended up in a large glass jar and got a nice spot on our attic.
Friday, October 2, 2015
Autumn is my favorite 'fashion' season.
Wearing cardigans, boots and layered clothing.
I love the earthy tones of this season.
Today I found my new boots in Rotterdam.
In the shop I put my old boots in the box, to wear my new pair straightaway...
(had to strike a pose in front of this Marrakech-style wall)
Dear all, have a nice Indian summer weekend!
Wednesday, September 30, 2015
Although this was early September, those beachdays in Portugal seem like ages ago.
This glorious September month has flown by.
At the moment we are enjoying an Indian summer. Nothing to complain, considering tomorrow is October 1st!
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Ca va, alles goe? - How are you, everything okay? I really appreciate the Flemish language.
Antwerp on a sunny friday in September.
Starting with coffee in Zuid and walking the Nationalestraat with it's wonderful vintage shops is always a good way to start a daytrip in Antwerp.
I found an elegant black dress at Chambre Nationale Vintage and shop owner John Van Gestel even was so kind to open his next door photo gallery for us.
We settled on a terrace several times, because of the beautiful weather.
At the end of the afternoon we had a look at the hidden courtyard of Kavka with a small vegetable garden. Just a tiny urban jungle in the centre of Antwerp. Some women were just harvesting all kinds of special vegetables and we got some olive cumberseeds. They taste and look wonderful!
In short, another great inspiring day just across the border.
Thursday, September 24, 2015
One day on the beach at the Praia do Meco, we were surprised by a visit of a trader in Indian blankets.
We were just about the only ones on the beach and the sweet and patient trader, showcased all his beautiful colorful blankets on the beach for us (at least 15 pieces)
It was a splendid sight, all those multicolored block printed fabrics in the open on the sand.
We picked two blankets, one for us and the other one for my friend Rosa.
He kissed the money and was very happy he sold two blankets, neatly folded all the other cloths again and walked on across the deserted beach.
The blue peacock blanket is showing off in our attic room. I'm sure we will always remember the special way we bought it. I love those kind of souvenirs.
The memory makes the Indian block print fabric even more beautiful.