Yes I am.
I really, really am Scottish. Sometimes I wear kilts, sometime I even talk pure dead Scottish.
When prompted to, I will also talk about shoes too.
About two weeks ago I was having A Horrible Day. The kind of day that feels like wading through sewage to find your bus fare home. About quarter to three on Sewage Day, I see a tweet from my journalista friend, fellow stocking enthusiast and soon to be high heel convert Carol Duncan. ABC Newcastle wanted someone legal to talk about this case:
This is what I said.
One of my friend pointed out that the presenter, the lovely Paul Bevan was having significant problems understanding me for most of the interview. Notwithstanding, I had a lot of fun. It was almost as much as being laced into a Puimond corset at Christmas time while drinking champagne with Baby Likes to Pony owner Meg Whaite. Bubbles and lack of oxygen caused by tight lacing have a euphoria inducing effect on one.
Other things that cheer me up enormously (other than shoe shopping, confusing people with my accent and being laced into corsets) are:
1. The first coffee of the day.
I only ever have one coffee so it has to be strong and vibrant. I really like the cup of coffee that I get from Crown Chickens in Hurstville, in Ormonde next to the station between 8 and about 10 am when the owner makes it herself. I have no idea what she does to it and it might not be to everyone’s taste, but her coffee makes me really happy.
2. Red Shiny Shoes
There is no shoe ever designed that is not improved in appearance by being crafted in red patent leather.
3. Silk Dresses
I really can’t get enough of these. It is much easier to get away with wearing silk dresses than linen or wool dresses, creases don’t look quite so bad on a peachy soft surface.
4. Daily Exercise
If I do not exercise, I get cranky. If I exercise and I get that fatigued ‘can’t get off the couch without assistance‘ feeling I am happy.
On Frocking Friday the Seventeenth I met up with the lady who makes sure that every time I exercise, I feel happy. She also makes me do silly things in photos and introduced me to the concept of filling my bubble, doing something every day that makes me happy. This in turn makes her happy.
4. Getting a kiss from my kids without having to ask for one
Speaks for itself really. The words “I love you mum” are mostly followed by “can I have?“
Shoes are really so much easier than people.
Silk Dress: Lulu & Red Boutique
Shoes: Red Patent Leather Mary Janes – Bronx by Djikmans via Schuh
Stockings: Pretty Polly opaques
What can cheer you up even when you are at your lowest? Who/what fills your bubble?