Hello Tuesday after an Easter getaway. You’re looking not so fresh from where I’m sitting.
I can see the souvenirs you have left me in the form of a mountain of washing.
And if I do not see a glass of Villa Maria sav blanc again, well at least until Friday, it will not be long enough.
We didn’t just have a GOOD Friday. We had a GOOD weekend thanks to the generous hospitality of our good friends, the Woogs.
The scene of the GOOD weekend? A little village on the New South Wales Central Coast.
There may have been a little drama getting to our destination but once the esky contents were unpacked and evenly
shoved in distributed to the two fridges, we set about establishing the tone for the next four days.
This involved lazy mornings, lazy lunch times and lazy evenings. My kind of perfection really.
To achieve the optimum state of bliss, tricky during an escape when kids are on board, we implemented a practised and perfected strategy: Parental Tag Teaming (PTT).
For those unaware of the win-win outcome of successfully implemented PTT, it goes a little something like this …
1. Dads surf early while kids are relatively content to watch TV and terrorise famous neighbours with outdoor activity. Mums wake up slowly, mainlining coffee and social media via iPad.
2. Prepare and present bacon and egg rolls to returning men, not because we have willingly transported ourselves back to the 1950s and live to serve but because we have a Thai massage and a shopping excursion booked in a neighbouring town and want to pass that tag with speed.
Priorities, Stylers, priorities.
Because nothing would be finer than shopping in Umina … yes, should you find yourself in this part of the world and in Umina, then these three shops should be on your radar.
Expect to find a mix of well-priced casual fashion with accessories and interior pieces. I bought matching her and hers steel blue knits for Mrs Woog and I (exhibit A in mirror photo below).
A workshop out the back produces some impressively stylish furniture upholstery. In the store itself? Stunning coastal interior pieces that would be very welcome in my home.
You’ll find casual style fashion with class and a strong ethical stance. Nothing not to love about the feel of this store. And the Kym in the name is who you’ll most likely find behind the counter ready to style you into your next outfit.
But I know you want more …
For a Sunday drive we conned Mr SY to drive us to Killcare, to check out another store.
This one is owned by my friend Edenland‘s aunty and except that the pies at next door’s The Fat Goose restaurant were calling, I would still be there lusting over Nancybird, Pony Rider and Samantha Robinson pieces.
… but back to the PTT strategy. It was also implemented and executed beautifully on Saturday afternoon. While the boys took to the boat for a spot of fishing, Mrs Woog and I found a water-view table at the Patonga pub with our name on it. The world’s problems were solved over a couple of champers.
There is nothing like flying south to bring a welcome drop in temperature and a chance to wear some new-season threads. And if you think just because the seasons are a changing that I plan on rejecting chartreuse anytime soon, look away. Look away, now.
(Everyone loves a photo-bomb …)
I love the versatility of this Virtu knit.* Layer it over a tank, a shirt (like I have here) or a long-sleeve tee when it cools down even further.
I’m thinking it will be a great winter wardrobe friend for these eggplant jegging-style NYDJs.* They don’t look too purple in this photo but they definitely do have that eggplant hue that makes a fresh, colourful change from black or denim. Not to mention the perfect winter 2013 approach to coloured jeans.
This is actually my favourite style of NYDJ jean. The stretch is the most comfy of all the varieties in my wardrobe and the fitted leg is perfect for wearing with ankle boots and ballet flats.
As for the location backdrop?
Please teleport me back. NOW.
How was your weekend? Do any shopping? Do you have stores in your ‘hood we should know about?
* These pieces were gifted to me for editorial consideration in accordance with my disclosure policy.