Today I Lost My Black Cardigan

Today I lost my black cardigan. Yes, I know this is really up there with the GFC, third world hunger and global warming. I am a little embarrassed to admit that I feel such a loss. It’s like the feeling of having a pet run away. I feel like putting up posters saying ‘Lost cardigan. Reward: my eternal gratitude.’ Was I seriously going to take a picture of me from Facebook and stick it up on a flyer? Potentially. Anything to make me feel like something is being done.

Oh the lament, if I had just turned around after getting up from my seat on the train. It would still be in my arms. Of course, I immediately tried to contact lost property. In the little box that said ‘additional details’, could I really express my thoughts on the sentimental loss?

Why can’t I shake this feeling? This should feel the same as losing a bobby pin, a hair tie or even that crappy blush that always leaks in your handbag. When I tried to describe this to my bf, he said, ‘don’t worry about it, just get a new one.’ A new one? Don’t you understand? This is more than just a perfect back cardi that seemed to fix any outfit or fat day? This cardi kept me secure, feeling safe. I always felt at peace knowing it was there always to keep me warm. I felt a chill at work today and realised it will never be there to keep me warm again.

I explained my cardi loss to my girlfriend’s at work and they let out the appropriate signs of mourning. They sympthatised with me the way I expected. ‘It’s a staple’ one said as she gently clung to her comfy black cardigan with cute buttons. Mine had cute buttons. Actually when I come to think about it, overtime I have made my repairs, restitching loose threads, finding new buttons and it really probably was about time I got a new one. I knew this day was coming but I tried to avoid it. I made excuses, I’m too busy, it’s too expensive, I hate Rayon. But now that it’s gone, trying to find a new one will surely be easier now?

Looking out the window on my way home on the train, I think about my cardi that I left on the train. Will it find a new home? Or just be thrown in the trash? They say one man’s trash is another man’s treasure. It was my treasure.

I really can’t put into words why I decided to put this feeling into words (like seriously, I know I need to grow up and stop being a baby) but I think this mini heart pouring session has a special place in every woman’s heart. At some point, was there was a time where you lost something? Perhaps your favourite shade of lipstick was discontinued? It’s more than just an over the top, emotional reaction to losing something material. In fact, it has no value apart from what we assign it. So why then, does it mean so much?

Festival Girl

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Poppyseed Markets Stockland Wetherill Park | Review

Festival Girl Rates: 6/10
I must admit, the last time I visited the Poppyseed Markets in Penrith, was probably a little while back. But you know what, I think that is really what makes it so great. Going around to all these Festivals that I go to, it can sometimes be difficult getting to all of them, especially if they on only once a year and it can be hard to get to everything. So obviously what’s great about the Poppyseed Markets is that they organised quite frequently throughout the year and fairly distributed all over Sydney, to give everyone the opportunity to get to the Markets. How great is that?

For some reason, the stalls were spilt up across the mall, so I didn’t realise there were a few more stalls until it was too late. I guess that is something that the organisers thought would work, but I think it can be a bit confusing for patrons with some missing out on all the market fun. I’m sure there was some method to their madness.

Summerblossom was one of my favourites of the day. The lovely vendor has only been with Poppyseed Markets for about 12 months but is loving it! Her approach to her stall styling is so professional and really is just darling.

The colour scape include beautiful neutral tones, lovely peach and pink and splashes of white lace.

I can totally see these beautiful headpieces for bridesmaids on a summer beach wedding or a natural garden setting. Really can’t get enough.

Butterfly Garden Hair creates some cute accessories for kiddies.

Now I just loved the styling for Pretty Little Things. White wooden frames with delicate dimples, lovely lace pieces, beautiful tickled pink flowers and shabby chic furniture – what’s not to love?

A little lacey outfit – just adorable

Hardy har har – pirates singlet!

Oh so sweet woolen beanie with soft flower

If you still wanna check it out, Poppyseed Markets still on today at Stocklands Wetherill Park.
I hope to see you there next time,

Festival Girl

Poppyseed Markets | Stockland Wetherill Park

If you are in the neighbourhood, the Poppyseed Markets are on TODAY at Stockland Wetherill Park. I am curious to see how it will look considering it is inside a mall – just saying since most markets are usually stand alone.

19th – 22nd April | Stocklands Wetherill Park

Check out the pics from The Penrith Poppyseed Markets

Images from Poppyseed Markets

Hope to see you there,
Festival Girl