Golubka, meaning dove in Russian, is a very beautiful food blog. I’ve been so overcome by the photographs I failed to notice til now that it’s raw food focused! Not that I consider that to be a bad thing, it just places the delicious-looking recipes in a purely aspirational category for me. I’m far too lazy to eat raw at home, but I’m curious about it and looking forward to trying out a few raw eateries in the states, and if any of the food there looks half as good I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.
My love affair with polka dots and scalloped edges is seemingly neverending.
I was stuck for posts and realised I’d never posted any of our photo booth pictures from our wedding, plus we just had our 6 month anniversary. Yeah, we made it to six months! Suck on that Britney!
I think our wedding photos are beautiful but I almost prefer these since I didn’t have to worry about making serious-but-happy-bride-faces (and you can see in the other pictures how uncomfortable I was!).
Looking at these makes me miss a lot of people. And if you didn’t make it into this post, it doesn’t mean I don’t love you. It just means you weren’t enough of a camwhore. I hope you learned your lesson.
My husband has started a new blog which will be documenting our road trip. I’ll still be posting here of course, but he’s much more diligent than I am. If you’re interested, he’s written about road trip planning, and put together a flickr gallery of awesome places we want to go to on the trip.
Above: the map on our wall, detailing the route we’ll be taking.
P.S. He also made a gallery of animals eating to make me glad. <3
P.P.S. Sorry for road trip overkill. I haven’t left the country for a couple of years, and when you live on an island that’s thousands of dollars and many hours from anywhere else (Australia doesn’t count), it is quite an exciting prospect.
The colour of earl grey tea (but not the taste). Discovering new beautiful blogs. Eating all my vegetables. My new-to-me sailor dress and my friend Emma who altered it to fit properly. Unbelievable coincidences. Electric blankets. USA food anticipation. Roller derby. Maude Lebowski. Pretty fonts. Retro swimsuits. Orange lipstick. My Mum coming to visit me in just over a week. Travel journals. Combat class. The combined smell of concrete & oil reminding me of chocolate biscuits & milo with my Grandad. New tunes for road trip playlists.
Dress ups with Sam and Jana in the late 80s/early 90s where I look like a beanstalk with a giant head.
I love a good quilt. My Nana made me one when Jason and I got engaged and it’s still waiting for me in Auckland. Must make sure there’s a quilt sized space in my suitcase next time I’m there!
Polar Bears Eating Watermelons