Safe from the burning star

Not that I was likely to get sunburned at the nudist beach so late in the day – but why take chances?  I’d brought a parasol with me in carry-on luggage all the way from New Zealand, and Tethys was quite happy to take pictures of me enjoying its shade:

After splashing about in the water, it was nice to feel the warm air drying my skin.

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Oh so frilly

It may be the middle of winter here in Auckland, but the weather today was glorious! I took advantage of this by wearing nothing but my (sinfully comfortable red velvet) knickers for most of the day: making topless date scones for lunch; stripping the bed; and enjoying the puddles of sunlight on the back deck. While I miss the private backyard we had at our previous house, I figure anyone willing to look out their window and through various tree branches in order to perve at me is welcome to do so.

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Vintage beauty

I really do love my parasols – certainly there are plenty of pictures on this blog where I show them off. Just about every shop in Auckland that does, or might, carry them knows that I love parasols too – especially vintage ones – and keeps an eye out for me!

Passionata, which you can find on the North Shore of Auckland, has tempted me with a few pretties in the past (my lovely purple umbrella was purchased from them). The parasol in the photos above, though, was given to me by the owner as a gift, which blew my mind – it is very old and extremely fragile and extraordinarily beautiful. And some idiot wandering around the store had poked a hole through the wax-paper, so it was unsaleable.

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Morning Glory

With a view that awesome, merely taking a few photographs was out of the question. As Hylas made me a cup of tea, I skinned out of my sexy clothes and put up my parasol. The early morning sun was warm on my skin while the gentle breeze kept me from overheating. Glorious!

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In Hot Water

In the continuing adventures of Dee and Hylas in the Coromandel, we made our way over to the East Coast, and thus to one of the many beaches, scattered around. This was a special one, though.

Why? Because it’s Hot Water Beach.

The sea water isn’t hot. The sand is – but that’s not surprising. However, for a few hours each day when the tide is at the right level, you can dig holes in the sand, and hot water filters in and fills it up. Nothing like a spa before your swim!

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Send Me An Angel…

I like going on adventures.  And going on an adventure with an unadventured friend is always an extra adventure! So when my awesome fanboy ménage-a-moi suggested we go Angel-hunting, it was with delight that we compared calendars and made a plan.

Said plan was quite simple – as the best plans are – and went like this:

1: Meet in Newmarket, five days before Giftmas.

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Tauranga Fountain

I really do have a love affair with my parasols. In spring and summer – and for a good part of autumn – it’s rare to see me outdoors without one.

So when Apollo and I went on holiday at the end of February, I took three parasols with me (to suit the environment and my outfits, y’see). This particular parasol one was my newest purchase, and was a great find on TradeMe. I really like the fringing on the edges, and the way I can feel the texture of the paint on the fabric itself.

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Toi Toi and Seagulls

Toi toi is part of my memories. When I was a growing up we had a large hillock fronting a shared driveway, and toi toi, cutty grass, and the ubiquitous biddy-bids grew there. It was a great place to burrow into, make caves or nests or simply wriggle in and read in sunny shade. And, of course, toi toi could be pulled free and imagined into swords, flags, or whatever took my fancy.

There’s a particular smell that I can remember when I think of that hillock. It’s summer and grass and pollen and petrol fumes (from the road), sunshine and dirt and safety.

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Pastel Pink

I’m generally not a fan of pink – at least, not of lots of it. But when it comes to contrast? When it comes to pale pink mixed with bright strong colours? When it comes to being über-feminine just because? Then it’s good.  Of course, it needs to be in moderation, so all the colour photographs are in click-throughs this week!

A free corset (inherited through a friend) is grand, no matter the colour!

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Gates of Hell

Last week Apollo and I were off on a long-overdue holiday – and it was fantastic! In addition to a whole lot of relaxing (and skinny-dipping in the lake), we also did some tourist-y stuff. On Wednesday, we headed off to Hell’s Gate Thermal Park –  a geothermal area near Rotorua, which is stinky, bubbly, absolutely stunning, and perfect for perverts…

And, being the middle of summer, a parasol was a necessity!

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