Wordless Wednesday ~ 1st August Ed.

    

    

xox,

bonita

Pretty Broach Giveaway

There’s a lovely giveaway going on at Grandmother's Pearls.  Elsa is hosting the competition ~ she has a darling vintage blog is a great source of inspiration and pretty vintage modelling/pin-up pictures.  She’s teamed up with Sarah of Snövits äpple {which the ever~handy Goggle is telling me means “Snow White’s Apple”}. 

Sarah makes stunning jewellery pieces that are very vintage inspired, and are simply beautiful for adding that special touch to any outfit of choice.  I adore her photograph broaches ~ they remind me very much of an antique glass locket, or an Edwardian keepsake. Thankfully, everyone who enters the giveaway has the chance to win a custom broach for themselves!

This is the picture of Joey and myself that I would love to have in my broach if I won:

That or this one:

~ * Actually, I think this second one is my favourite! * ~

Now most of you may not really know this, but horses are such a big part of my life and I wouldn’t part with my boys for anything!  Joey and Copper play a big role in teaching me about myself ~ my mental attitudes, my physical talents and limitations, and the strength of my character.

Honestly, I can’t really describe the kind of bond that is formed between a horse and his rider ~ it’s not like a human friendship, but something else; a mental connection…  Sharing that with my boy Joey is a very important part of who I am. 

My vintage world and my horse world don’t often mix, but with a customized piece of jewellery, I would have a small memento of how much the horses in my life mean to me, and I would love to be able to wear that wherever I go!  So here’s me hoping, and if you want the chance to have your own customized jewellery piece, you can meander over to the giveaway post here:

Blog competition - Win a custom made brooch!

Good luck everyone!

xox,

bonita

My Pony Boy ~ Outfit Sixty Two

Crochet Rose Clip  ~  Made by Me – tutorial here   Rose Red Cardigan  ~  SES   Bow Me Down Necklace  ~  Etsy  Gingham Girl Shirt  ~  Thrifted   Fakelite Bangle  ~  Dotti   Carpenter Jeans  ~  Thrifted and made over by me   White Sand Shoes  ~  Thrifted

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Everyone, meet my horse Joey ~ Joey, this is everyone!   > U <   I love that this outfit is easy and comfortable and I don’t have to worry about ruining it; hence the trip to the horse yards to un-rug the pony which turned into an outfit shoot.   ; ) 

If you’ve ever been around horses, you will know that as soon as you step near one you become an instant magnet for horse hair, dirt, scurf ~ you name it, it gets on you.  Still, what’s really great is that I got these jeans for free ~ so I don’t care what happens to them! 

When I picked them up they were actually a pair of gansta style hip hop pants; you know the kind ~ baggy, loose and worn around the knees…  Not my style, or my size for that matter, so I sewed them into a pair of high-waisted vintage styled pants by using the shape of my good old Freddie’s of Pinewood jeans as a guide.  They turned out pretty well if I do say so myself!  

I am also in love with my new-to-me gingham blouse; it’s so comfy and cute!  I think that I definitely need more gingham in my wardrobe, the checks are so awesome.  Joey wasn’t very impressed with it though ~ he doesn’t care unless there are carrots involved!  He did, however, ham it up for the camera quite a bit. Don’t you think he makes a great model?  Next time I have to remember to get a few shots with his legs in frame too!  ; P  

xox,

bonita

Let them eat cake ~

Mmmm….   Cake.  It all started yesterday afternoon.  I was cleaning up and decided instead of stripping the chicken carcass for the dog I would make stock with it and cook soup for dinner.  {Because that is sooo much easier than pulling bits of chicken off the bone.  I wonder how my mind can be so illogical sometimes…..}

Ooh!  I forgot!  I haven’t introduced my family yet!  DH and I have a mini family consisting of two children ~

an 8-almost-9-year old Siberian husky, Amabelle,

and a 10 year old Standard bred gelding, Copper.

  

Anyway, back to the story!  I’d gone for a ride on Copper ~ a quick warm up in the arena and then a lovely trail ride with my Dad on Rusty {our other horse} and Amabelle.  When I came back I somehow managed to get all ambitious.  Not only was I going to make my own soup {without a recipe no less} I was going to bake a cake.   Now, for all the accomplished cooks out there that doesn’t sound like such a big deal.  But this is me in the kitchen ~

Yes, that is a plate of burnt food….    My poor husband hasn’t starved yet, but we have had more ready-made meals {such as pizza, pies and chips!} than I’d care to admit.   I’m just not the greatest at culinary stuff.  So when I say that dinner and a cake is ambitious for me, I mean it. Things started off reasonably well, I tried a Walnut cake, but the thing is I made it with coconut flour.  It was a bit of an experiment to say the least.  Cake mixed, tinned and ovened; it was all good so far.  Now it was vegetable time.

I got the piles of veggies chopped {DH likes his soup to be chewy.  >  >} and all was going relatively well until I went to ice the cake.  It had come out the oven, cooled for fifteen minutes or so, but when I put it on the rack, it broke in half.  And I was all ~ “Uh-oh, this doesn’t look good at all…”   Then I tried a crumb of the cake and it was GROSS!!  As in, “Eww ~ what is that?!??” gross.  I chucked it in the bin.  And panicked.  I promised cake!! {Ok, more like bribed cake in return for DH doing the dishes.  Well, the dishes were done and there was no cake to be seen…}

I flipped through the DH’s family recipes we’d been given as a wedding present but all of them took too long ~  I had twenty minutes until DH came home for tea and I wanted the cake in the oven before that.  Plus, I wasn’t sure we had all the ingredients.  Okay, back to cake book with the failed walnut recipe.  The only thing that looked reasonably easy was the sponge cake.  Although I had heard that they could be difficult… 

I gave it a wack anyway and to my surprise, it was a success!!  I’ve never been able to cook well under pressure, so I was amazed when it turned out so well.  So happy!!!  Now for the photos to show off my purty cake.

    

       

    

Yes, it tastes great!!!  One cake, two people:  yummmm……

I will never be a master chef, but one day I hope I can cook a proper meal {at least two courses} without getting flustered or burning the food, or having to throw  mistakes out.  One of these days!

xox,

b.