Author: Amanda Viviers

Place: Atomic (now open)

Poison: Long Mac

Favourite Things: my green party dress…

I love this photo from my recent trip to Thailand. These lolly pops cost less that $1 Australian for more than 100 lolly pops, yet the smiles they brought- priceless.

 

There are many things that cost next to nothing, that create memorable life moments.

Kids= lolly pops

Families= kites

Friends= bubbles, coffee and cupcakes

Lovers= handwritten letters

Mates= Cranium

Work Collegues= Jigsaw puzzles

Tired friends= Camping trips

Old Lovers= trips down memory lane

Flatmates= yummy rissoto at 11pm at night

Bridesmaids= footscrubs and wine

Life is too short to hold offense, life is too short not to celebrate those you love now. Be a cheapskate life giver. Think small, but think creatively.

Love large, with little expense!

Lovin

A

 

 

Place: My Office

Poison: Milo Chocolate Bar

Favourite Things: Hayley and danni in the background

I have just finished watching the news and the emotional outpouring around Australia and the world about Steve Irwin, ‘The Crocodile Hunter’s’ death.

On a plane trip (not that long ago) watching ‘enough rope with Andrew Denton’ I sat astounded and intrigued by this man. The one word that completely embodied his being ‘passion!’

I am quite a passionate lass myself. Sometimes it gets me into trouble because I become so opinionated and forthright about my thoughts, but in Steve Irwin’s case, his passion was absolutely delightful.

If I could make the difference that he has made with animals, caring the same about humans, I think my life would be worth living. Passionate people are a force to be reackoned with.

Passion is the greatest persuader. Passion is endearing. Passion is engaging. Passion is a life well spent.

I want to live a passionate life that embraces the unique honesty of the human race.

Crikey, what a shame this guy died so soon…

I wonder where he is right now?

A

Place: Milkd

Poison: Long Black with hot water on side

Favourite Things: Getting my hair done today (wohoo!)

Spring is here! This last weekend in Perth, Western Australia has been just delightful. Today is a little smokey, but the weekend has been breathtaking.

The way the light reflects and bounces from tree to tree. The way the flowers come out of hiding. The way lovers walk hand in hand, as if winter has stolen those sacred moments.

I love the dance of children as their eyes twinkle with delight. The smell of tiger lillies that have been extended as a gift of friendship.

Spring is my favourite time of year. A time of new life, a time of expression, a hint of the summer hue that brings freshness to the cycle of the year.

Most of all I love japanese spring blossoms. On the street of my favourite cafe they are begging to bloom.

Its the anticipation of spring that entices me.

Anticipation brings freshness to my everyday.

Inspired

A

 

Place: My Office

Poison: Long Black

Favourite Things: Thinking about my friends…

Well I have found inspiration for my birthday party. More details to come.

Here is a teaser though, some of my favourite people in the whole world are flying in for it!

 

Without friendship, without connection what is life and creativity really about?

Selfish creativity to me is so insular and defeating.

I love to live a life surrounded by cheerleaders who encourage me to live bigger than myself.

LOVE YOU ALL

A

 

Place: My office 

Poison: Lindt Chocolate (feeling sorry for myself) 

Favourite Things: Lindt Chocolate 

Well this morning I was thrust into Tupperwareland for the second time in two weeks. I am officially the party plan host’s worst nightmare. I am so not into Tupperware, Nutrimetics, Avon, yes the list goes on and on and on. Basically anything that forces you to buy something you wouldn’t have brought if they hadn’t made you feel sorry for them. 

Anyway- this morning whilst making scones for my bestest buddy Kym (she got sucked into having a party) I broke a glass, ruined the scones and cut my hand badly in two places. 

Without much effort my plans were completely foiled and I got to read ‘Frankie’ in Kym’s bed, whilst the Tupperware party raged on in the lounge room. 

Frankie is a great creative magazine. You need to read it with a pinch of salt, but it has many great creative concepts. 

Can’t type much more, I am milking the sore-hand-drama to the endth degree. 

Feeling sorry for me yet? 

Ouch! 

A