Isn't the midday sun in Sydney lovely in early autumn? It's becoming less harsh these days and turning into that soft wintery sun that makes the relatively cold (for wimpy Southern Hemisphere residents) mornings bearable. Which leads me to the question of when daylight saving ends for us? It's getting a bit bleak having to wake up in the dark.
Good for a touch of leopard.
|Flats - Lanvin, khakis - Gap Tokyo. I am losing the faith in Gap Sydney.|
I see great things for my beloved Lanvin leopards this winter. I'm starting to get inspired by the new season's collections that I've been getting emails about. It's about this time every year that I feel the need for more cool weather casual wear. Something a little more glam than my tracky pants. Country Road is looking rather promising.
The political and world affairs news of late hasn't exactly been uplifting. Documentaries about what it's really like in Libya at the moment are so heart breaking. That people are so driven to show their anger at their oppression that they camp out in the bare elements with little more than the clothes on their back (because the army relieved them of their cash and valuables) is beyond what I can imagine. Then there's Congo and the ongoing reports of the way rape is a form of warfare and how HIV is endemic at shockingly high rates.
There has to be a fun story out there. And I'm not ending this post until I find it. It's Friday, I'm on a blogging roll.
Ahh.... Mr Vladimir Putin. He's my George Clooney of Russian politics.
When you're a Russian President with an approval rating of 70% amongst your electorate, you're respected, admired and ... lusted after.
|Image courtesy of www.easycomeeasygoest.blogspot.com|
Perhaps Ms Gillard needs to practice this one. It would help get that carbon tax act through a little quicker. And kill the factional party fighting about how much say the Greens really have over the direction of the ALP. Ditto Ms Keneally. It's going to be a very long 22 days until that election......
I know, it's Friday. I should really have chosen one of Mr Putin's action shots for the post. But I'm a bit scared. Because he and the KGB are Not Amused with this.
Rai (Heaven) nightclub is one of the places in Moscow. They have a fantastic Russian language website. You can enter Mr Putin's name in English and the search engine knows whom you're after. Such is the sway Mr Putin has with the youth of Moscow. Anyway, the image above is part of the club's promotion of this weekend's Putin Party. A major event at the club complete with star DJs doing remixes of old school tunes The President has sung in the past. I can't read Russian, but the flyer is meant to be a mock up of a Russian ballot paper. The President is the number one choice, complete with a lipstick kiss next to his name. David Beckham also made the cut but apparently not George Clooney. Apparently, the show will go on and the club denies that they have been approached by the KGB with regards to the Putin Party.
And that's enough pop politics from me, I think.
There's been lots of industrial activity at work recently.
|We heard them in the roof too!|
Then, to end the day, this new bridge was officially open to staff traffic. I wasn't sure where it was leading or where it started but it was Friday. So I took a chance and zoomed over it, over the railway line and down into a winding road that went past the local school near the stables and finally onto a familiar road that lead to the main road and then home - eventually.
Hostess of the Humble Bungalow - as promised. A photo of the New Hair.
It's a bit of a mussed up action shot but there you have it! I blow dried it myself too.
Okay, I'm signing off now.