Showing posts with label Sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunday. Show all posts

12 April 2015

Beer

After a tip off from a friend I went to see the Christian Marclay show at White Cube, which closed today. 
While I can't say I was particularly blown away by his work, I was certainly inspired by it

12 May 2013

Sunday Shells

A trip to the fishmongers is a feast for the eyes, not just the belly.

25 March 2013

Dream Sunday Loungewear

I would love to be lounging in this Sonia Rykiel creation today, shot by Ben Toms for AnOther Magazine.


2 December 2012

Sunday Laundry

 
A Shepherd's Bush dry cleaners - loved this printed black and yellow dress fronting a rail of suits and shirts ready to be picked up for Monday.

29 July 2012

Tied up in Knots

I found this lovely sterling silver knot ring in Spitalfield's Market today after wadling around trying to walk off the enormous breakfast I'd just eaten. I love it so much and it was a real bargain too!
I think it looks best on its own, but I'm not very good at not wearing all my rings at once, for sentimental reasons.
 


25 March 2012

Sunday Best

 
Lord John Stuart and his Brother, Lord Bernard Stuart, c.1638, Anthony van Dyck
I hurried over to the National Gallery again after work today and managed to scoot through the doors just before they closed for the evening (yes, I was that annoying person, security guard). This evening I purposefully walked in the opposite direction to the rooms I instinctively head towards, and ended up in front of this van Dyck painting of the Stuart brothers, who were also wards of King Charles I. Wow those boots and lace frilly sock things... Lord Bernard Stuart's outfit (on the right) is particularly opulent. I love all the lace and trimming, the pearl buttons and satin gloves.
In stark contrast on my way out, I came to an abrupt halt in front of this guy
 
 Portrait of Don Justino de Neve, 1665, Bartolome Esteban Murillo
No showing off of fancy frills here. I think it was Don Justino's determinedly steady eyes though, that made the painting feel so different to King Charles' wards. I love that the dog is the one wearing the bows in Murillo's picture. I suppose I have in small ways, been trying to adorn myself in lace recently with my homemade shoelaces. Murillo was a Spaniard, and very popular in Seville during the 17th Century. The Spanish know how to do lace. Click on the ladies below to have a look at some Mantillas I saw first hand last summer.