outfits

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Having scrolled through my faceless self-portraits, I realised just how much I’ve missed doing them. So guess what? I’ve tracked down a mirror in our new place that will allow me to take somewhat decent self portraits. And by ‘somewhat decent,’ I mean that only the top two-thirds of me will be visible. But don’t worry, you guys. You’re not missing out on much. My feet are quite uninteresting. Boring, in fact.

Anyway, this is what I’ve been wearing all week, no exaggeration whatsoever. Mainly because I’ve been sick with the cold, and this is my ‘I-have-the-cold-and-don’t-feel-crash-hot’ look. Lovely, right? Today I finally put on some new clothes, which guarantees there will be at least one photo for a new outfit post next week. Am I on a roll, or what?

Despite feeling exhausted and crook this week, I’ve loved:

  • watching Pete play in the dining table cubby house;
  • sipping lemon water;
  • finding pretty yellow flowers at the beach; and
  • taking naps in the afternoon sun.

A big thank you especially to my amazing mum yesterday for looking after all three boys by herself for almost three hours so that I could snooze. Talk about selfless mothering.

Thank you also to everyone for their well wishes for Jamie. He’s finally started sleeping through again these last two nights, after three nights on interrupted sleep. Mummy and daddy are very thankful…

I shall sign off now to spend the rest of the afternoon with the family. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend! Any special plans? Rick and I are looking forward to a movie night at home this evening, and I’m keen to get started on Angus’ Project Life album as well (speaking of which, I shall have a Project Life update early next week). We are also celebrating Rick’s grandpa’s 98th birthday on Sunday, which is simply amazing. Above all, I’m hoping to rest more and start recovering.

p.s. In case you were curious, I did end up bringing out one of Cameron’s photo frames and Angus has been carrying it around for the last couple of days. Today, during his quiet time, he came up to my desk in the family room and said, “Mum, I’ll put Cameron’s photo here to make your office beautiful, okay?”

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Mummy versus penguin

Welcome to point form Fridays, my friends!

1) I got jabbed pretty badly today by a pathologist. Not once. Not twice. But three times. The third time hurt so much I think I almost said a bad word in my head.

2) Rick made me the most divine hot chocolate (with pink marshmallows) earlier in the week and since then I have been in love. (With both man and drink.)

3) Pete now says “stop” and “shop.” Future possible occupations: traffic controller, retailer or poet.

4) I found out about Pottermore this morning! Awesomeness.

5) This is not why I’m wearing the owl pendant above.

6) At dinner on Tuesday night, Angus said, “Mummy has big bum and baby penguin (his toy) has small bum.”

7) He also said, “Mummy has big tummy and baby penguin has small tummy.”

8) Clearly mummy wins since big is better than small, right?

9) I’ve started updating Cameron’s blog again.

10) It is 10.15pm and I still need to cook dinner.

Happy weekend everybody!

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Asian habits die hard

It’s back to faceless photos of me on this lovely Friday.

Although technically it’s not actually Friday anymore here in Sydney. It’s 12.30am, which means I should’ve been in bed at least an hour ago. But my Asian upbringing tells me this is okay. It is okay to stay up past 1am or even 2am, much less midnight. It’s okay as long as one is doing something productive like:

1) watching television
2) singing karaoke
3) playing cards
4) playing mahjong
5) reading comics, or
6) updating one’s blog.

I’m pretty sure that if I rang up my parents right now, they would also still be awake (most likely engaging in option 1 – watching television).

Today I made Jamie laugh. Not once. Not twice. But five times! You guys, my heart almost melted. It was without doubt the highlight of my day – a truly precious moment that I will cherish forever.

And on that note, I wish you all a happy weekend filled with precious moments with family and friends.

(Mum/dad, if you’re reading this, turn that television off now and go to sleep!)

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The hoodie strikes back

The plague is back. I had thought that we’d successfully purged our home of all ailments, but it seems that the boys and I are crook once more. I am quite over it by now. How many different strains of viruses and bugs can we possibly attract? Surely we should be immune by now. Surely!

On days like this, the only thing I feel like wearing is my Bonds hoodie. Well, not the only thing, but you know what I mean. Hoodies are like my comfort clothing in the same way that chicken wings are my comfort food. You might say that I feel invincible in my hoodie. (But unlike Rick, I actually do know that I’m not invincible…)

Anyway, to wrap up this week:

Angus knows that “daddy’s big car has diesel and mummy’s green car has petrol.” Which means he now knows as much about cars as I do.

Yesterday after his dinner, Pete took the piece of tissue on his high chair tray and proceeded to wipe his own mouth and the tray. Today he tried to wipe down the bookshelf with a blue Chux. Which means I’ve successfully passed on my somewhat OCD tendencies to my little guy. (Woops!)

And as for James, he’s now ten (and a half) weeks old and loves to smile away.

Happy Friday!

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Go the slouchy

Just as I suspected – the slouchy top is like the perfect answer to a post baby body. It drapes over all those ‘bits’ and makes even a belly like mine seem nondescript. Together with my Spanx and jeggings, the slouchy top is now officially one of my fashion favourites. And look – no black! Happy weekend people!

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It’s not black

As you can see, I’m trying really hard to inject more colour into my everyday wear. The only black I’m wearing here are my tights. Though my dress looks like it’s black, I really must insist that it’s not. It’s dark navy. Really, it is.

Anyway, for most of today we have been down one parent in the Mason household. After dinner last night with some of my dear uni friends, I woke up in the middle of the night to four quiet words from Rick: “I’m going to spew.” And thus unravelled the rest of the night and most of today – which kind of explains why I consumed three coffees today within four hours. Luckily, we were ‘up’ two grandparents tonight so I really can’t complain. Let me say now for the record: single parents are the most amazing people in the world, for whom I have the greatest respect and admiration.

May you all have a healthier weekend than us! (If you must know, I’m watching I Am Legend all alone at the moment and it’s freaking me out. Gotta go.)

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Knits galore

That’s knits, not nits. Thank goodness for the silent ‘k’. Yes, I was wearing all knits earlier this week. Want to know why? Because it has been f-r-e-e-z-i-n-g in Sydney these last few days. Even though we are only halfway through autumn (otherwise known as ‘fall’ for those residing in the US), the weather has decided that it is winter instead. But it’s not just winter. It’s winter in disguise. You wake up, see the blue sky and gold sunlight and you think it’s a nice, pleasant day. You walk out and – bam! – your nose begins to pour and you feel like you’ve been hit by a cold front (which, if I remember correctly, is symbolised by a curved line with little triangles stuck to it – not sure why you needed to know that, but there you go).

Anyway, I’m so glad I’ve kept this red skirt. I’ve been tempted to throw it out every time I’ve done a wardrobe detox but something always made me hang on to it. My legs are thanking me now. And with the help of a wide belt, I’m thanking me too because for once, I actually look like I have what resembles a waist.

Happy weekend everyone!

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A belated happy weekend!

Life is a whirlwind these days. I’m constantly finding it hard to string coherent sentences together and I’m rather struggling to keep up with my rigorous, self-imposed blogging schedule, hence the lateness of this post!

By now you would’ve figured out that black is a staple of my wardrobe and by now you ought to know how much I love my jeggings. So really this outfit was a no brainer and pretty much resembles what I wear 75 percent of the time. The other 25 percent of the time I just wear all black, which is one of many reasons why I would fail miserably were I silly enough to attempt to start a style blog.

Also, can someone please tell me how I can stop my fringe from growing so quickly? By the time I finish typing this sentence, I won’t be able to see out from under my hair….

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Glamming it up

Okay, it’s the royal wedding, so I’m not going to waste anybody’s time.

I was going to get out my tiara and my princess gown to mark the occasion but one is being polished and the other’s at the dry cleaners. So this plebian yellow cardigan and white scarf will have to do instead. You’ll also notice how my hair is all frizzy – clearly I’m glamming it up today. Anyway, I don’t know about you, but I can’t wait to see Kate’s dress! Personally, I hope she doesn’t go with puffy sleeves – not exactly my preferred choice of fashion detail. But she’s the one marrying the prince, so really, she can wear whatever she wants.

Here’s to the happy couple! (And flannel PJs I might add, which is what yours truly will on wearing during the live broadcast. As I said – glamming it up.)

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A strange glow

This is what I wore for three or four days in a row this week. That is how lazy I am.

I can’t believe it’s Easter already. I can’t believe James is already one month old. I can’t believe we have somehow managed to take care of three children for thirty days! I can’t believe how foggy my mind is right now (actually no, I can believe that) and how long it’s taking me to write this very short post.

Anyway, if you look closely enough at this photo, you will detect a strange glow surrounding my head and shoulders. No, it is not my halo. Nor is it the strength of my fake tan. It’s in fact the glow of our bedroom lamp, which I have successfully hidden with my body. Mmmm… my shoulders must be broader than I thought.

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