I grew up under the impression that I didn’t like gold, for no other reason than because my Mum doesn’t like gold. (I was a serious mummys-girl. If she didn’t like hair, I would have rocked a bald head) A couple weeks ago when she visited us here in SK, I was admiring a ring and she goes “..But you don’t like gold!” and I almost agreed- but then was all wait a darn second, YES I DO. (In fact today there is gold on my sandals, ears, and around my neck;)
Top Left: I have a thing for balloons. Nothing says bonne fête! quite like a big ol’ bundle of these guys. And in gold- they are also somehow classy!
Top Right: If I was getting married I’d happily allow this entire cake to be smashed all over my face. So, so beautiful!
Bottom Left: If I should ever be in the position to be important enough to need a home office- I would love if it looked like this! I also like a gold polka dot wall for a bedroom- ever since I layed eyes on one just like it in Gossip Girl.
Bottom Right: I came across this online and put it on my things-to-buy-when-I’m-not-poor list. I’m all about the messy buns lately and I feel it could only be improved by a big gold wire bow.