Francophile Friday: Américain in Paris

ink & watercolour illustration, 8.75" x 7" [22.5 x 18cm] ACQUIRE PRINTS 

As night draws its cloak over the warm and fuzzy glow of gratitude and Thanksgiving for our American blogpals, this scene seemed a nice way to tuck the day into bed.  {And a thousand thanks to dear Virginia of Paris Through My Lens for her inspiration ~ merci, ma chère!} Our little kitty looks grateful for her fine view of proceedings at Mondrian in Paris. {And she's grateful for the beautiful souls who adopt rescue animals ~ needed now as much as ever.  Please read some of their touching stories gathered at Altadena Patch by our friend Altadena Hiker.}

Apparently bar américain indicates that cocktails can be procured within.  I'm willing if you are.  I've taken the liberty of sourcing appropriate garments for us to wear.  The one-shouldered look is so very 'in' this season.  But nothing beats a full skirt as a crafty means of gaining more precious real estate if the bar is crowded.  Pop into the fitting room and join us when you're ready.  I hear Hugh could be recovering here from his latest iced-tea commercial.  And on that note...

Happy Francophile Friday to you!

Tea for Tuesday: On Wings of Teacups

ink & watercolour illustration, 7" x 8.75" [18 x 22.5cm] BROWSE PRINTS

Surprise!  I'm back already, with a large pot of ginger tea brewing left of stage.  Which is entirely different from left of centre.  Or so I'm told.  I took this inspiration on a flight of fancy by replacing the perfectly functional handles with golden winged ones.  Somewhat cumbersome to drink with, but worth it for elevation of the Fetchingness Factor.  Please, take your cupcake at your leisure and I'll pour when ready.   No tea party would be complete without some music. Ella prefers her namesake's rendition, though the Muppets come a close second.  Stop me now.  And on that note...

Happy Tea for Tuesday to you!

Fashionable Friday: Vintage Road Trip

ink & watercolour illustration, 5.75" x 8.5" [14.5 x 21.5cm]

Bonjour. I have returned.  No, this is not a self-portrait, though my hair could easily have grown this long in my blogging absence if I'd allowed it to.  Nor have I been driving around Australia with a rakish puppy dog poking his head happily out the window of a charming old petrol-guzzler.  But somewhere out there, it made for an attractive photo shoot.  {I drew on this for inspiration but its photo credit source has vanished, sorry... probably with a large pastel-coloured picnic basket into an eternal country summer.}

But what's that I hear you saying as your forehead furrows with concern.  Où est Francophile Friday?  Dove è Venerdi in Venice? Fret not, they will be back!  But while contemplating my navel for a protracted period {it's easy, I do yoga}, I thought it might be fun to post more serendipitously ~ more on a whim ~ which feels rather fitting.  Often on Fridays, and sometimes not.  Perhaps a different day entirely on the odd occasion.  Let's take the notion for a spin and see how it goes.  All that aside, it's magnificent to see you again.  You look even lovelier than before.  And on that note...

Happy Fashionable Friday to you!