Love in a Mist: a tiny little thing with the most amazing details. You have to get in close to see them. It's like a fascinator at Royal Ascot.
Tropical hibiscuseseses, -ii (it is hard to stop adding -eses when referencing more than one hibiscus). I prefer the super frilly ones that hang upside upside down and have the most amazing latin name of hibiscus schizopetalus.
Daisies: either in white and yellow simplicity and summeriness, or in fluffy, crowned, curled or coloured manifestations. Newly learned fact: a daisy is a two-for-one. It's middle bit is made up of tiny flowers in itself.
Fuchsias: amazing colour, amazing flower. Again you have to get up close and personal to see it's micro engineering miraculousness. Who couldn't love a flower a hummingbird loves?
Those weird, white, square flowers: I have googled everything from boxy flower to unusual white square flower and I can't find what they are called, so short of actually changing out of my pyjamas and going to the florist, you'll just have to imagine these cute little origami like cubes of flowerness and take my word for their existence. Things exist outside of Google. They do.
My house. I like to call it an eclectic mix of character and dust.
Nachos. Isn't it amazing how many lists can include nachos as a list item.
Hair. But that is because I am missing the gene associated with make-up and styling.
Op-shops/Thrift stores. They are inherently messy because the verbs associated with op-shopping are action verbs and disruptive verbs. Verbs like hunting and foraging, and sifting and eliminating.
Extra yumminess for food:
Pico de Gallo. Is there anything pico doesn't go with?
Mint Sauce, definitely. Yum.
French mustard, preferably a true Dijon.
For your hot chips or fries: mayonnaise.
Green Chile Sauce. Hoping to eat piles and piles of this, and learn the best recipes, in New Mexico later this year.
Aaw. Now I am salivating.
Who wore it better?
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