A friend in California turned me on to this old footage of our favourite wild child Stevie Nicks. She is having her make-up done for a Rolling Stone cover shoot and breaks into song. It should warm your Wild Heart.
I was given dozens of roses by a photographer friend recently after he had completed a Valentine’s Day shoot.
The buckets of them filled the back of my old Mercedes estate and when a friend walked me to my car, she proclaimed, Mrs. Dalloway! I laughed and nodded. It reminded me how much I love that book. Worth a re-read.
What are you reading at the moment?
Also, have you seen that we extended our hours of operation?
candied violets on violet cupcakes
I was listening to Billie Holiday today while I was working and heard this song for the first time. How is it possible I have never heard this before? Here are the words for you. Still don’t know how to add a song to the blog. Do you? Enjoy the lyrics anyway. x
It was winter in manhattan, falling snow flakes filled the air,The streets were covered with a film of ice,But a little simple magic that I learned about somewhere,Changed the weather all around, just within a thrice.I bought you violets for your furs and it was spring for a while, remember? I bought you violets for your furs and there was april in that december.The snow drifted down and the flowers, and that is where it lay.The snow looked like dew and the blossoms as on a summer day.I bought you violets for your furs and there was blue in the wintry sky,You pinned my violets to your furs and gave a lift to the crowds passing by,You smiled at me so sweetly, since then one thought occurs,That we fell in love completely, the day I bought you violets for your furs.