26 and feeling the love

Crapola.

I keep reminding myself to entice you with updates regularly but it's getting a wee bit dusty here, don’t you think?

There's just not enough hours in the day. It's been a very eventful, manic even, couple of weeks and suddenly, it's Monday all over again.

The boyfriend surprised me with a roadtrip to the ocean and a reservation to a moonlight retreat, an early birthday gift. It was so lovely to get away from the hustle and bustle, I had withdrawals when I came back. I adore the countryside; all those vast green lands and oceans that stretch beyond lmits of the imagination. It was enough the channel the inner hill-billy slash bogan in me, causing yours truly to declare every split second or so,

"Lets move to the country and live here FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER!

Oh, you skeptics. I could very well do away with the corporate-ladder-dragonlady image, kick off my stilettos and pack away that suit to plant and farm and feed piglets every single day. I could!

Anyway, I'm back, none the wiser, spoilt silly with a tirade of gifts in the form of roses, Chanel, Dior, Tiffany's and more - I know the loveliest people, I do.

A heartfelt thank you and the biggest of bear hugs to all who made the week so special.

xoxo,
rosie

the ocean followed us

breather

view from our room

him and me

the apostles were breathtaking