Thursday, 31 December 2009

Last Day of the Year/Decade?

Is it the last day of the decade today? I hope so, because that means that the 20 year fashion cycle will push next year into 90's nostalgia, and there is nothing I love more than wearing died petticoats, lace with cargo pants and combat boots.

When we came into this decade I was 14. Since then, quite a lot has happened. I finished high school, moved to Siena, Italy. Moved back home. Lived in England, then Bologna, Italy. Then home again. I did an arts degree in Melbourne. Found my soul mate, moved to Spain and more recently bought a house in Puglia with him.

Well those were the big things. Lucky I started blogging, that should keep the memories filed in chronological order.

I spent the last morning of this year outside in short sleeves, pruning my olive trees. I still can't believe we own a house.
Being back here and seeing this place has made everything seem real, and exiting. S says that these feel like historic moments. As though we are living in a bright memory being recounted 10 years later. That sums it all up.


  1. Happy New year!

    You have moved to some amazing places. Its crazy where life can take you.

  2. Sounds like an exciting decade! Here's hoping the next 10 years bring you just as much happiness. Happy New Year!

  3. can I wear combats @ 32 with 6 kids??

  4. I'm beginning to think that S is particularly talented at this 'summing up' thing. And what a grand way to launch into a new decade with a house and olive trees of your very own. Congratulations lovely lady. May it be a year of continuing joyous stuff.

  5. From Tullera to Puglia :) How very, very exciting. Pruning olive trees sounds like a great way to end the year. Congratulations homeowner! xx


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