Lawn bowls adventures......

Just a quick snap from yesterday at Lawn Bowls.....

I should be getting ready for work right now...ahh procrastination.

a lack of colour here...

Yes, it is more of the lawn bowls time. It is neverending the lawnbowlsness of life. If you haven't noticed it yet, it is because you don't notice things that involve lawn. But that is ok, because you will still be alright.

Lawn Bowls Week 4

No more lawn bowls Mr and Mrs's. It is the last time for all. I will surely miss my lovely old friends at the drinking place. I will not miss the dirty dollar. It was very dirty, why doesn't anyone understand? It might not mean much to you, but it was dirty, and I didn't enjoy it. I especially enjoyed how the oldies tried to lure us to go to their Christmas party, by promising they would strip. It wasn't awkward at all.



These pictures taken again, by my outstanding new photographer, she is the most beautiful girl I've ever seen eating a kebab, but she is very afraid of blog land. It might be the Blog Boogey monster that frightens her. Although I am very sure he is mythical, but that doesn't explain my missing limbs.

I was stoked as to be on the MINKPINK blogety blog blog. As I am sure you have gathered by now that I have much love for their amazing creations. Check above, leggings.

leggings MINKPINK, PLUS ENTER tank Bonds painted by Stompface, cardigan dotti, shoes Sachi

Lawn Bowls Week 3

I have a charming new photographer, who took many of these lovely pictures at bowls this evening, (and by many, I mean all). She is very clever, and very pretty, but very hidey of the camera herself. One day, perhaps I will create a clever trap and cause her to be camera-ed.

Meanwhile, I have not have had much internet, so am behind in the blog land of blog. It is a sad and confusing time for me, so I hope you have much understanding to share. And do not beat with me too many sharpened sticks for not being very chatty and what not.

There is a lot of tree love upstairs, and blair witch ness. You can always trust a tree loving hippy, Owww bark in my eye.

The end

p.s, the score is a lot of zero.


dress Sportsgirl, bag Sportsgirl, tights mystery, boots, mystery.

Lawn bowls week 1

Yes, every week there will be some kind of lawn bowls adventure. Here is what I wore to it today. In honour of the most beautiful Fashion Chalet I felt some what inspired to red it up. So gaze upon, my totally wino(forever) influenced picture. Don't point and laugh too hard, because it hurts my millions of feelings.



p.s. This is not me actually at lawn bowls, this is just me hanging out with my new best friend Brick Wall Features. He is a lovely chap, we regularly challenge each other to games of Uno, and discuss the meaning of life. I'm not sure if Brick Wall Features is any good at lawn bowls, in fact I imagine he would just stand around really still the whole time and not get very far, but BOY can he hold up ceilings!

clothes archeologically(anonymous dad will have a field day) dug up from the depths of my very silly wardrobe, if only I weren't some kind of Emperor with only imaginary clothes

Get On The Green!!

An afternoon at the local Lawn Bowls club. It is totally normal. Look! Look at my pink bowls. It doesn't sound dodgy at all when I put it like that.

Mmm I also look nice and bloaty here, teach me for skulling a cruiser whilst wearing a skin tight bodysuit and then posting the pictures on the internet. BAD STOMPFACE! BAD!

cutoffs Nobody, bodysuit American Apparel, shoes Sportsgirl