Carrie, my bed and the beach...

This week has been the longest...even though it started with a bank holiday (is it election fatigue? Is it my work? Is it a mid-year slump?). I am somehow heavy-hearted, really trying to concentrate on my happy place, which is mentally somewhere between being in bed and walking at the beach. I have simply not spent enough time in my bed this week! I blame the re-runs of SATC that are showing until late into the night, even my husband is watching them with me now. After all this time, and all that's been said, and the shows vs the film(s), I still love Carrie. I so do, who doesn't?

The worries of the week have weighed a little heavy and I am one step forward, two steps back (even I am bored of teeth so I won't regale you with more details). Boo is full of woe, in trepidation for her school trip on Sunday. I need to get some PMA (my sister in law's favourite term: Positive Mental Attitude). But I must admit what I really want to do is crawl into bed for a few days...

Sleeping under beams...

 Layers of fresh white linen... 

This sentiment exactly...

 Pretty blue and cream...

Gazing out the window...

 Might still need bed socks even though it's May...
 

Yes, it really is...especially on Sunday mornings with my little family, when the come in like tousled bear cubs, smelling of sweet children sleep...

 A close second, the beach...oh, to be where there is so little to complicate matters...

I think I am a little out to sea...

Love SJP...

There's alot of Oscar dress commentary around this morning and so there should be - we were not disappointed! I find Oscar night perfection intriguing - how do they manage it? I know there is a build-up of diet and skincare, one imagines GALLONS of water drunk. Not to mention designer-dress-testing, jewellery-matching, bag-choosing, shoe-checking, makeup and hair-doing...to get to this moment of beautiful red carpet finery that we all so enjoy.

For me Sarah Jessica Parker's look was a favourite, wonderfully showcased here in detail by the BBC - God bless the BBC. I do love her style...the colour (palest yellow on one of the first days in Spring), the detailing (silver touches, perfect with diamonds), the hair (really not that many women can carry off that completely scraped back look), the bracelets (a stack of yummy diamonds all different; not too matchy).

Love SJP. We all secretly want to be her 'Carrie' character - what's not to want? She married Big, she has a set of great girlfriends with whom she endlessly lunches, gets to wear fabulous clothes, she writes for Vogue, lives in a NY Brownstone...I could go on...

But in real life...I loved her Oscar night choice.