Organ music and punches

It is a friend's wedding this weekend. This is the first real wedding I've been to, I guess, because I don't count the few relatives' weddings from when I was young and bored and forced to go. This time round though, I plan to live this experience to its fullest. If my toes could land where my head sits, it would be adorable and cheesy and gleeful and scandalous and messy and there may be bloodied knees and I may fall in love several times. I really can't wait! I want it to be like every wedding-themed movie that I've ever loved and never admitted to. It's out in the country, which sounds pretty, so I think I might dig out my old 35mm camera for the occasion. I can't wait to feel that click-and-whirr again.

Anyway, this is what I will be wearing. The Shannon Dress by Minkpink, $70, available online here. The print isn't like me at all, it's busy and fussy and it scares me a little. Which is also why I like it. When it's on me, it feels like I cut up my nightgown, broke out of an old folks' home, and ended up dancing in your flowerbed. I first saw it at a store when someone else handed it to the sales-lady saying it was too disco for them.

Shut it down, SHUT IT DOWN

Photo by me

I am tired and I would like very much to be tucked into bed, but I'll have to settle for falling asleep to a brand new sleep-time playlist. I especially like this song, 5 Years Time by Noah and The Whale. Maybe you know it? It's a love song, but it's very realistic all the same.

Tomorrow is the opening of the latest exhibition at The Anne and Gordon Samstag Museum of Art here in Adelaide, where I volunteer as a Collections Assistant. I'll probably be busy putting together cheese platters, though maybe this time I'll remember to take the wax off before serving them! Anyway, the exhibition features interactive art and textile design and I'm pretty excited to see it. If you haven't been before you should come just to see the beautiful building the museum's housed in.




That's the Hawke building, designed by the fantastic John Wardle of Melbourne.
Bed time for this weasel.