Keeping cool this summer with JML.
Greater communication is worth the cold hands.
Getting comfy and cosy.
How I'm keeping warm this winter.
Designer style from TK Maxx.
The Jamaican dish of Escoveitched Fish.
So, I'm not usually one to throw a pity party in real life or online but you know what, I'm about to and it's going to be a full on get your freak on' pity RAVE, so I understand if you have another, non-whiney sweet as pie blog to hit right now and will kindly bid you goodbye... But if you can't look away, here it is: this last month has been one loooong viral/antibacterial hot mess of illness in this house. As you can imagine, it's all been rather rubbish.
My terribly talented husband Peter took these stills this morning. It was -5 and FREEZING but so terribly pretty! This might be a good time for him to remind me that I didn't want to move to Los Angeles when he suggested it a few years back but LA doesn't have magical forests covered in dusty snow and frozen hose pipes right?
My nails are simply crying out, "No more Shellac". They're tired, dry and flaking and I need to listen to their whimpers (OK this analogy has reached breaking point) nearly- excuse the pun. Now is the time for Jessica Critical Care to step in.