Clever, clever students at the Universidad Adolfo Ibanez (Chile) have designed this: the world’s first un-stealable bike. It converts into its own lock, meaning that if the lock is broken, the bike is rendered useless to the thief! Clever, clever, clever. Beautiful design too.
Read more about The Yerka Project here.
Top (L to R): Essie in ‘Cocktail Bling’; Bobbi Brown in ‘Pink Cloud’; Nars in ‘Chinatown’
Bottom (L to R): Nars in ‘Thakoon’; Essie in ‘Bobbing for Baubles’; Chanel Le Vernis in ‘Skyline’
Do you remember in The Brady Bunch when one of the family members would need an obscure sum of money for a particular cause ($2, 140 to give a stray puppy a life-saving vaccination… or $8, 232 to stop the town’s library from being bulldozed… for example). It would always seem as if their luck had just run out, when Marcia (Marcia Marcia) would spot a poster for an equally obscure competition and a top prize of the exact amount they were trying to get their hands on.
If real life were like that, I’d be staring saucer-eyed at a prize jackpot of €203.16 right now and the only thing standing between me and this dress would be the minor obstacle of winning some brother- sister dance competition.
Daydreaming takes up a big portion of my real-life. €203.16 is too much to pay for a sundress. Is it? (I love it)
If I were a rich girl (a whole other daydream), I’d be taking the whole dang collection.
If I could beam myself anywhere in the world today, it would be here, to the Hacienda Uayamon Hotel in Mexico. The clever architects involved repurposed the original hacienda ruins as a swimming pool. Beautiful!
What do we all think of this New Balance trend? All the cool kids are wearing them…
Images (from top) via: Coohuco, Trop Rouge, Pinterest, Sincerely Jules and Stockholm Streestyle.
I’m thinking about investing in this pair.
Have you seen the Emerson Fry SS14 lookbook? I love the streetstyle, blog-y vibe.
I just want everything in the collection.
I’ve never been good at collecting souvenirs from my travels, but I would love these cushion covers from Airporttag to display at home as sweet reminders of the places I've been!
I’m forever pinning DIY projects I have no intention of following through with in real life. But this one! This photo display looks like something I might finish.
Tutorial here. Simple, right?
I love this! The MaCool is a cooler designed to look like a vintage Mac computer, circa 1984. It even sports a ‘happy mac’ icon.
via Swiss-Miss
I’ll admit that I was not wardrobe-ready for this spell of warm weather we’re experiencing in Ireland. I have suffered the consequences of ignoring the weatherman. Getting dressed in the mornings has become very frustrating as I fixate on that one essential item that’s missing from the closet: the perfect jeans shorts.
The pair I’m after are low-rise, mid-thigh, relaxed, distressed pale denim. A kind-of shortened boyfriend jean, if you will.
(I’d wear mine with stripes too)
The Autumn/Winter stuff has started to creep into stores, but I refuse to give up on my Summer mission. Ideas?
All photos collected on pinterest
If I’ve only learnt one thing in my whole life, it’s this: The world is not a wish-granting factory.
There’s this idea that’s been pushed through our eyeballs by Disney that good things happen while we’re sitting around combing our hair. It’s not like that at all. You will work hard for anything good in this life. I’m not trying to take your dreams away. This is just a reminder of how much we work for our dreams, how tough it can be, how exhausting, how unromantic… and how even when it’s all worth it and things are exactly what you want, this life is still totally hard.
It’s very easy to forget that and believe in the Disney version when you stay at the Shangri-La. The world begins to feel as if it’s designed in tandem with your whims, where things you didn’t even know you wanted appear before you at the precise moment they’re most useful to you and your face continuously lights up while the staff smile knowingly, having seen that expression on a thousand other guests’ faces before you.
The Shangri-La is (by far) the most beautiful hotel I have ever stayed at, and possibly the most beautiful I have ever seen.
The weekend we spent there (about 2 weeks’ ago) started off well (checking in at a 5 star resort is not a bad start) and kept getting better and better. When we arrived, the room we reserved wasn’t ready so we were immediately upgraded to a suite. We had to politely nod through the Receptionist’s tour and wait for her to leave before we could scream and whoop and fist-pump at our luck.
The suite was about the same size as my apartment, with a huuuuuuge bed (you could roll over 50 times and not fall off), massive balcony with two couches and a sea view, an office, walk-in wardrobe/ dressing room, shower room (rainforest and mist settings), a big tub that fit two comfortably and a separate toilet. We kept walking around marvelling as we found new things.
In our room: fresh cut roses and treats from L’occitane
Details I particularly loved: the bathroom was stocked with L’occitane goodies (my favourite), the sound system allowed you to play music in each of the separate rooms (singing in the shower has never been so much fun) and all the doors were on rollers so it was possible to push them all back and lie in the bath with the light from the balcony streaming in. Bliss.
The view from our balcony
Altogether, there are three pools and a private beach. The best is the infinity pool with stunning views of Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque.
Infinity pool at Shangri-La, Abu Dhabi
I found it strange that the hotel’s website doesn’t make more of a feature of it because it is so breathtaking. The hotel also has it’s own souk, which can be reached by golf buggy or abra (a traditional Arabic boat) along the hotel’s winding waterway.
Abras at Shangri-La, Abu Dhabi
Private beach at Shangri-La, Abu Dhabi
I was so impressed that I’m actually booking in again for a couple of nights right before I leave at the end of the month. That might sound pretty extravagant but the hotel’s rates will surprise you. It’s gets very (some might say too) hot in the UAE at this time of year, and hotels adjust their rates accordingly. Trust me, the heat is a lot more bearable when you are greeted at the pool with a complimentary mini cooler filled with bottled water and icy-cold-verbena-scented face cloths. I swear, these people have thought of everything.
A man who’s sole job seems to be to clean the guests’ sunglasses
Photos by Lucy Jones (except the ones she’s in, of course).
p.s. Another 5-star stay and my complete guide to holidaying in the Emirates
I’m looking for the perfect white nail polish. It seems a simple request, but it’s hard to find a shade with good nail coverage without being so white it looks like Tipp-Ex… ideas?
I just broke my fourth pair of sunglasses in the space of one year. How could this happen to me four times? This time, they just seemed to fall off my face and when I picked them up they were in two pieces. Curses!
Any inspiration for a replacement pair? I usually go for some variation on wayfarers but I love these ones too!
Everyone says money can’t buy you happiness. Not entirely true. There are (at least) three things that I could buy, with money, that would make me happier:
1. A puppy
2. A Vespa
3. A karaoke machine
If you had the money, how would you buy happiness?
Photo via Le Blog de Betty
Fiona recently gave me the graphic novel French Milk by Lucy Knisley as a birthday gift – it was the first graphic novel I’ve read and I really really loved it. It’s an illustrated diary-account of a 6 week trip to Paris that Lucy took with her mother. I didn’t start it until I was back from my Easter break to Sicily, but it would have made perfect holiday reading – light and funny; more gripping than a glossy magazine, without being as taxing on the brain as some of the literary greats. In some ways, it reminded me of reading a really good blog.
Relish (by the same author) was recently published and I’m looking forward to reading it.
I’m also on the hunt for other graphic novels. Do you have any recommendations for me?
I keep remembering I’m twenty seven and thinking woah…when did that happen?
