THE FRIDAY FIVE: VINTAGE EDITION

Welcome to this week’s edition of The Friday Five!  Today we’re taking a trip down memory lane and revisiting a Friday Five post I belted out back in October last year.  Which isn’t that long ago in real life, but in Blog Years it’s positively vintage.  So here we go with The Friday Five: Vintage Edition.  Enjoy…

 

 

This handy camping invention has got me asking so many questions. Like how would you get into the thing let alone actually sleep? Do you both attempt to get in at the same time?  Or do you wait until your camping buddy is firmly wedged in there, before you attempt to wriggle in too? And what happens if your sleeping buddy wants to roll over?  Do you roll over too?  Or just sort of lie there on a forced lean?  And what’s with the head situation?  Do you both tuck your head into the hood thingys?  And where does the pillow go?  Is that a double one too?  Or do you have your own pillows?  And how do the pillows not slide right off that fabulous looking sleeping bag fabric? But the main question that keeps popping into my head whenever I look at that picture is WHY?  Just why?

 

 I don’t know about you, but I’m fairly sure you won’t find me ever attempting to whip a brussel sprout topiary centrepiece.  Because UGLY.  And feral.  But mostly,  who has the time to be f*&king around with brussel sprouts like that?!

 

Ok, can we all take a moment to discuss the concept of Glamping?  I don’t care how many fancy pillows and bedside tables you jam into that tent, you can’t avoid the fact that YOU’RE STILL IN A TENT. Without a toilet.  Or running water.  So if somebody could explain exactly how that scenario is even remotely glamourous, I’d really appreciate it!

 

Look it’s no secret that I’m a bit of a label lover.  Not that I actually own any high end labels, but I do love looking at them.  Except those boots.  They’re Jimmy Choos, people.  Jimmy Choos.  With faux fur. And some sort of gold belt accessory not so discretely hidden amongst all that fur.  They retail for 1500 bucks. So basically, you could take a nice little holiday somewhere or you could purchase yourself a pair of those boots.  I think I’ll stick with option A and take a holiday, thanks very much.  How about you?

 

Now I don’t mean to offend all the peacock lovers out there (I’m looking at you D!) and each to their own when it comes to poolside decorating, but really, if I’m being honest,  the only thing I want to see poolside is some form of cocktail.  Or maybe a pool boy carrying a tray of cocktails.  So thanks Pinterest, for thinking of me, but I think I’ll pass on the planter stand this time around!