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What a cutie

 I am all about the fashion and now that I am a mommy and all about the baby fashion. I am totally enamoured with the baby bonnet a created for my little one and totally in awe of the fact that other people like it too!



My gorgeous girl

So I decided to do something very uncharacteristic. Take a risk... that is a risk not related to an outfit I put together. I decided that I need to share out some of the joy and allow other babies to be just as fashionable (you can never accuse me of being selfish when it comes to fashion!). I sold a few to some close friends and now I have set up shop on Etsy (check out Etsy, they are amazing! http://www.etsy.com/).

BabyBonnetCo is live so check it out on http://www.babybonnetco.etsy.com/!






My new logo courtesy of a talented friend!

  



Baby Bonnets

My daughter has the busiest little hands and they get even busier when I try and put a hat on her head! Thus I decided I am going to make her a bonnet. Not just any bonnet but a modern take on the old fashioned baby headgear.

I bought some Jolly Roger / Pirate fabric and an old vintage pattern which I modernerised. My old sewing machine (a gift from my Gran a number of years ago) recieved a dusting off and off I went creating the hat in my imagination.

The result is simly gorgeous... well at least I thought so in my mildly bias opinion! Best of all? She can't pull it off!

Baby Gimmicks – the bad, ugly and totally outrageous!

Deciding to steer clear of the traditional nursery themes of ‘in the jungle / on safari’, nautical, pretty pink princess etc I have recently started trawling baby websites to find unique furnishings and décor for my nursery. Unfortunately there is a dearth of inspiration out there and I am still stumped about how to move forward.

However in the mean time I did come across this very interesting baby gift… and you have to assess the merit of this gift with your tongue firmly in your cheek!

A must have for any parent planning to train their little one on how to behave properly at the dinner table and when to use which fork!

From http://www.littlefashiongallery.com/en/shop/prod/2/102-Christmas-Gallery/103--0---3-years/3462-manners-european-place-settings--with-bamboo-basket-.html.

Organic: As good as it gets?

Having grown up on a farm and seeing the process behind farming fresh produce I have always been particularly sceptical of organic produce and its reputed health benefits... or taste benefits for that matter. One thing I noted is that non-organic produce on our farm was not sprayed with so-called harmful pesticides, so what exactly made it different to the perfectly formed and uniformly coloured fruits and veg sold in the organic section of Sainsburys?

Okay, I understand the benefit of eating organic free range meat. For one it tastes significantly different... which is why I don't mind paying the significantly different price tag. Its worth it and I much prefer eating free roaming animals who have been fed real food as opposed to stock that is raised in a cage and fed a pureed mixture of who knows what through a tube mainlining to their stomach.

But the question remains about fruit and veg and is organic really better than other produce?

The Food Standards Agency refuted claims that organic has any nutritional benefits over standard produce. So with the health argument out of the way I decided to undertake a little practical taste test. For the purposes of this exercise I decided to compare organic tomatoes to seasonal tomatoes. The reason for this is that I usually try and buy seasonal fruit and veg because I am not a fan of cold storage and degreening methods. I do believe that these are damaging to your health... not to mention detrimental to my palate!

I selected my organic tomatoes from Sainsburys and I got my tomatoes from my Abel & Cole box which reports to supply seasonal produce.

I remember when organic first starting hitting the mainstream shopper. My dad first introduced me to the concept following a trip to the states where organic had just starting making the news. Back then organic was hideously misshapen and sizing and colouring was very uneven. A lot of the produce used to sport wind damage and overall it was not very attractive. There was however not a trace of anything misshapen or wind damaged in the organic section of Sainsburys. Yes, some items were a bit smaller in size to normal produce but everything was uniformly coloured and really quite perfect looking which, as you can imagine, only fueled my scepticism of organic produce!

Okay, down to the results. I asked my husband to chop up both tomatoes so that I could do a blind tasting. The result? Well, I have never been one to sit on the fence and I have never been shy to choose a side and make up my mind about something however any difference in taste was totally indiscernible. The only difference I could pick out (and I am really clutching at straws here) was that the skin on the organic tomato was slightly thicker and it took a bit more jaw action to chomp it up.

Overall verdict? I am quite happy to remain sceptical over the organic fruit and veg until proven otherwise!

Maternity Malaise

After finding out that I am seven weeks pregnant my first thought was 'my life will never be the same' and after that I started to think through the specifics of what exactly won't be the same.

Here is the list of questions that flitted through my mind:

1. Will I ever wear my Christian Louboutins again?
2. Will I ever have the urge to buy really really expensive super sized heels or will I just automatically go for the safe Prada pumps.
3. Will I start wearing tracksuit bottoms during the day when I don't plan on going to the gym?
4. Will I stop being bothered about trying out the makeup trends touted weekly in the Grazia.
5. Will I even be bothered to carry on putting on make-up
6. Will I sacrifice my own desire for new outfits to kit my bambino out in baby Chanel?
7. Will I write in card 'lots of love from Steve, Sacha and bump'? (ewww!)
8. Will I gain 30 kilos and find that they don't even make clothes in my new size!
9. Will I lose the ability to carry a conversation about anything but handy tips for teething and preventing nappy rash?
10. Will I use being pregnant and being a mother as an excuse not to be stylish and glamorous?

After a few seconds of pondering these questions I have decided that:

1. I will wear my Christian Louboutins until water retention prevent my foot from fitting in them like an ugly stepsister's foot.
2. I will still buy the odd super size heel but yes, I will probably start owning more practical pumps. Although the thought did cross my mind that if my feet were so sore from running around town in heels, would it be very strange if I rested my legs by taking a seat in the baby buggy?
3. I will refuse to wear sports wear unless going to the gym or painting the house.
4. I probably won't have the time to read the Grazia from cover to cover anymore but certainly won't be like those women who haven't transitioned from the blue eye shadows they used in the late seventies.
5. I am going to make a pact with myself that I will continue putting make up on everyday even if I plan on going nowhere. Blush always makes you feel a bit happier!
6. I believe each baby should own some baby Chanel but equally each mommy should own a bit of of the grown up version too. One for me, one for baby!
7. I refuse to do corney things just because people expect me to. For now however, I wait patiently for maternal instincts and hormones to kick in.
8. I am going to follow a strict eating plan and not gain an enormous amount of weight. No crazy snacking binges!
9. This one is probably my biggest fear. Will I become boring to everyone who is not a new mother too? Will I not have anything interesting to contribute to the conversation? Time for another pact with self: I promise to keep up to date on the news via Grazia, Vogue and the Internet. I promise to keep up my hobbies and ask my husband to babysit so that I can have 'me' time by myself and occasionally with my friends with no children. I think this one will be essential to my sanity.
10. And finally: The next 12 months will be trying time and like many fashionistas before me, I too can succeed at not compromising my style and glamour and still be a good mom.

How to host a dinner party, minus the stress

My husband is a real socialite and is always inviting people over for dinner. Sometimes I have a few weeks or a few days notice but often I arrive home and there are a couple of people there already. My husband will then follow me into the kitchen and sheepishly declare that he has invited them for dinner. I would also often find myself catering for a dinner party of an uncertain size when he casually mentions that he has invited a few more to join the party.

My enforced philosophy is 'the more the merrier' and over the years I have developed various coping strategies to deal with situations like this. An side effect of this is that we have developed a reputation as a couple who put on a good show for dinner parties. Very unfortunate for me as I always have to uphold a certain standard for these little soiree's.

Let me paint two scenario's that I regularly find myself in.

Scenario #1: Planning a dinner party with advance notice

The ideal scenario. My husband sends a diary invite via his outlook to inform me that he has invited two couples over for dinner the following week. I have plenty of time to plan the menu and shop for supplies so I decide to cook 'Moules à la Marinière' to start, stuffed chicken breast wrapped in prosciutto for the main course and finished of with pears poached in red wine with vanilla creme fraiche.

I work full time so anticipate that I would be home by 18.30 and will then start all the cooking so all my recipes are designed to have minimal preparation time.

I start with the mussels first. If possible, for this dish, I try and buy mussels that have already been cleaned to save on preparation time. First chopped a medium sized onion into a pot, followed by 5 or 6 finely chopped cloves of garlic (more if you like more garlic) and sweat these in a knob of butter until the onions are clear. Add some fish stock. I usually just make this up from the stock cube or stock powder varieties. Before adding the mussels make sure they are all closed. If you find one that is not, tap it a few times and if it closes you can add it. If it doesn't the mussel is dead and you should throw it away. Add the mussels into the boiling mixture and let it cook for a few minutes or until all the shells have opened. Add a few dollops of cream and finish off with chopped fresh flat leaf parsley. Serve with slices of french loaf. I generally serve this starter as a small portion to ensure my guests have enough room for the rest of the feast!

Next I get the chicken in oven. for this dish I prefer to use deboned chicken thighs. The meat tends to be more moist and it is easier to stuff and wrap than a chicken breast. I fill them with a bit of pest, some mozzarella and some sun dried tomatoes, I roll then up and wrap them in prosciutto and pop them in the oven (180 degrees). In a saucepan I brown some onions and garlic, pour in a bottle of passata and add a bit of pesto. When this mixture is ready I take the chicken out of the oven and pour this mixture over the chicken before returning the dish to the oven.

I then peel my pears leaving the stalk in place and stand them up in a saucepan filled with red wine, sugar, a bit of cinnamon and a scraping from a vanilla pod. I put the lid on and allow to simmer but checking regularly to spoon some of the sauce over.

By this time the guests start to arrive and my husband is in his element getting them some wine and entertaining them. I get the starter ready to serve and we are off to a good start to the evening.

Once the starter has been finished, I pop back to the kitchen to check on the pears and the chicken. I also put together a quick salad using a couple of bags of baby leaf lettuce, halved cherry tomatoes, some sun dried tomatoes and some chopped chives and spring onions.

After a ten minute break entertaining our guests I pop back to the kitchen to dress the salad with a balsamic vinegar dressing. I dish the salad onto the plates and top with a few shavings of Parmesan and dish the chicken up. Usually I cut the chicken pieces in half so that they guests can see the stuffing.

I like to leave about 15 minutes after the main meal before I start the desert. By this time the pears are nice and soft and have turned the colour of the wine. In a small dish I mix the creme fraiche with the remaining contents of the vanilla pod and squeeze in a splash of lemon juice and mix this together. I then remove the pears from the pot and add a bit more sugar to the sauce, turn up the heat and allow it to reduce. Sometimes I decant it into a pan to allow it reduce and become a think syrupy sauce quicker. I then drizzle the sauce over the pears and add a dollop of the creme fraiche before serving.

Voila, a perfect evening!

Scenario #2: Planning a dinner party with no advance notice

The worst kind of situation a hostess finds herself in is arriving home only to a find a number of guests her husband has invited over for dinner. While they were waiting for you to return home your husband has been bigging up your cooking skills so that by the time you arrive they are salivating for your culinary treats!

What is a girl to do! I have a few fail safe recipes that I can fall back on quickly. Generally with short notice such as this I fore go the traditional starter and just provide some olives and bread with balsamic vinegar and olive oil for dipping to tide them over and keep the guests busy while I prepare the main meal. I make a very easy Thai green curry which is so quick and never fails to impress.

I add some peeled ginger, garlic cloves, a whole bunch of coriander, some lime juice, green chillies and a small piece of lemon grass to my blender to create the green curry paste. I then add a bit of oil to a pan and then add in the paste and fry gently to release the flavours before adding roughly chopped chicken breast or deboned thigh. Once the chicken is sealed I two thirds of a can of coconut milk and then add baby corn, chopped courgette and if available, halved baby aubergine. I also add a spoon full of green pepper corns. and allow he dish to simmer on the stove. I then prepare a bit of Thai or basmati rice (depending what I have in my kitchen) before joining the guests to entertain. Ten minutes later the meal is ready and I serve the curry over the rice in bowls with chopsticks.

For desert I love chopping some sweet pineapple and then flambe it in a bit of rum and serve this with vanilla ice-cream. This menu is so fuss free and after all the cooking my husband knows he has the clean the kitchen so I can relax with a glass of wine!

Elegantly Waisted

I recently organised a hen night for my sister and right from the start I knew I would be deviating from the standard pamper party, spa weekend or male cabaret act. I knew my sister wanted something a little more classy and glamorous so I invited her friends to a frivolous evening of old school glamour to celebrate her right of passage from ‘singleton’ to smug married.

The theme was ‘Gentlemen Prefer Brunettes… and Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend’. The occasion called for opulent burlesque inspired vintage glamour… think Dita von Teese, oodles of diamonds (them being a girls best friend and all), corsets, feathers and top hats. I also asked all the girls to get their own blonde wig to afford them some individuality and so that my darling sister could be the only brunette.

The Preparations:
Décor: I bought a Marilyn Munroe cut-out, red carpet and silver tinsel curtain for the entrance, red and silver balloons and I also got a black and white flocked tablecloth with a red overlay for the snacks counter. I switched off all the lights leaving on only a few accent lamps to set to the mood.

Food and Drink: We drank copious amounts of champagne, mango and passion fruit daiquiris, red and white wine and alcho-pops. To eat I did antipasti, salmon blini’s, a cheeseboard, crudités, dips and bite sized baklava for something sweet. I then sprinkled lingerie shaped confetti in between the dishes.

Entertainment: I hired a Cheeky Butler to mix cocktails and serve the drinks and food freeing me up to mingle with the girls and to ensure my sister was having a good time. He also assisted with the games which included ‘pin the edible nipple tassels on the butler’!

The Bride to Be: We dressed my sister in a pink dress and pink gloves, inspired by the pink dress Marilyn Munroe wore as Lorelei Lee when singing Diamonds are a Girls Best Friend. We accessorised her with masses of pearls as I couldn’t find a suitably glitzy necklace, a feather boa and a tiara with a veil.

Extra touches: I research burlesque names and allowed each of the girls to pick the name of a character they thought suited them best as they arrived. The characters included outrageous identities such as Fanny Divine, Floozy Fishnets, Dolly Diamonds and Phelia Bits!

The Result:
It was the perfect opportunity for the girls to showcase some vintage style and everyone rose to the challenge dolling up to the nines. Because each of the girls could decide on their own outfit and hair they could really create an identity that suited their own personality and pocket. Everyone had a great time and we finished off the night at a local club where we had access to a private bar, closed off for an hour especially for us, before joining the masses to dance the night away.