So after months of whining to my husband that I should start blog dedicated to all things 'young old lady', here it is.
What is a young old lady I hear you ask? Well you've come to the right place. She's that girl who is a little fond of her grandmothers tea cosy, thinks mens shirts made into lovely summer dresses are gorgeous and doesn't mind cooking dinner for herself/friends/family. It's an appreciation of old school values wrapped up in brown paper and tied with pretty ribbons. It's that gorgeous pair of vintage boots you find in a thrift shop, that slutty red lipstick teamed up with a darling flowing dress, the piggy
money- box and that oh so cute apron you wear in your kitchen. It's a little kitsch, a little vintage and a lot modern.
I don't pretend to be fabulous all the time, it's far to exhausting. It's ok to chip a nail and get your hands dirty. Muss up your hair and walk around the house in your boyfriends (or girlfriends) t-shirt and wear your nanna pants.
The joy of being a young old lady is knowing when to let it all hang out. Ask your Nanna, I bet her hair isn't perfect all the time.
There is no perfect idea in my mind of what this blog will contain. I do know there will be lots of food and wine.....mmmmm wine. I'm going learn how to operate my sewing machine so be prepared for plenty of disasters but at least it will show you how not to do things. I'm learning how to take care of a garden & be more sustainable so there will be a little bit of that. I dare say there will be a rant or two about caterpillars and possums that get into the garden but hey, it's all part of it. Potentially there will be the occasional bitch about something that annoys me and a dash or two of swearing. Liberates the spirit swearing does. Mum if you are reading this just shut your eyes when you can feel a naughty word coming on.
So thats it for now. I should get busy & take photos of my enormous tomato plant ( the packet didn't say it would grow so big & take over my entire garden) and things that I cook.
Until then,
peace,
Teapot Lou
xxx
P.S I don't mind if you are reading this in your underpants. It's likely I'm writing it in mine.
What is a young old lady I hear you ask? Well you've come to the right place. She's that girl who is a little fond of her grandmothers tea cosy, thinks mens shirts made into lovely summer dresses are gorgeous and doesn't mind cooking dinner for herself/friends/family. It's an appreciation of old school values wrapped up in brown paper and tied with pretty ribbons. It's that gorgeous pair of vintage boots you find in a thrift shop, that slutty red lipstick teamed up with a darling flowing dress, the piggy
money- box and that oh so cute apron you wear in your kitchen. It's a little kitsch, a little vintage and a lot modern.
I don't pretend to be fabulous all the time, it's far to exhausting. It's ok to chip a nail and get your hands dirty. Muss up your hair and walk around the house in your boyfriends (or girlfriends) t-shirt and wear your nanna pants.
The joy of being a young old lady is knowing when to let it all hang out. Ask your Nanna, I bet her hair isn't perfect all the time.
There is no perfect idea in my mind of what this blog will contain. I do know there will be lots of food and wine.....mmmmm wine. I'm going learn how to operate my sewing machine so be prepared for plenty of disasters but at least it will show you how not to do things. I'm learning how to take care of a garden & be more sustainable so there will be a little bit of that. I dare say there will be a rant or two about caterpillars and possums that get into the garden but hey, it's all part of it. Potentially there will be the occasional bitch about something that annoys me and a dash or two of swearing. Liberates the spirit swearing does. Mum if you are reading this just shut your eyes when you can feel a naughty word coming on.
So thats it for now. I should get busy & take photos of my enormous tomato plant ( the packet didn't say it would grow so big & take over my entire garden) and things that I cook.
Until then,
peace,
Teapot Lou
xxx
P.S I don't mind if you are reading this in your underpants. It's likely I'm writing it in mine.
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