Meh. I am who I am. Canberra based. Suburb ensconced. Blessed with small girl people who have helped me be who I am because they need to feel good about being who they are. It seems self evident that I would find and live a life dedicated to beautiful things, especially old ones, to the point that I’m a bit perplexed as to why it has taken this long. Day job burnout & chronic illness turned out to be a blessing, as I am able to explore what might be if I follow this dream in my head. I’ve always loved to dress fabulously. I’ve always loved history, and the 20th century is my thang (even when I was living in it).
Now I spend my days sewing and working on being able to make the fabulous just the way I see it sparkling in my head. I regret not listening to my nanna more, and asking more questions. In the meantime, I’m asking questions of myself, and of the internet and chasing down beautiful things.