It’s no secret that I have a thing for period dramas. My obsession started when I watched Sense and Sensibility with my mother as a child. I instantly fell in love with the ability of period films to provide me with a window into the world that once was. To date, I think I have watched just about every single period drama or movie that has been uploaded to Netflix. Some were downright terrible, lacking proper costuming and hairstyling (looking at YOU “The Notebook) and some like Boardwalk Empire remain strong favourites of mine. One show that I have watched multiple times since its finale is AMC’s Mad Men. I am yet to find a period drama as well thought out and riveting as this show (minus the poor representation of PoC in the storylines, but I digress).
A writer is alone. All alone and she decides to create a world…from the vapour of her imagination she creates people”
-Mr Ridgeway, Switzerland
Its been a cold and bitter winter this year on many counts. Global and personal happenings made me want to stay in my pyjamas and never set foot outside my home again. When the soul is shaken, familiarity is comforting. And as the months rolled on, I pondered longer and harder about how to cope with the negative energy floating outside my safe cocoon. Mostly I was (and still am) confused as to how I am to unravel the complex emotions tangled in the pit of my belly. So earlier this week, in an attempt to cheer myself up, I went shopping at my beloved Dangerfield in Ennex 100. If nothing else I would see a bunch of my favourite people in a shop full of pretty things with a nice coffee in my hand.
What a week I have had! Trying to get back into the swing of fulltime study in my final year at University has come with some incredible challenges-balancing my schedule, classes, work rosters, clashing units and being able to make time for the people I love was stressful but also extremely fulfilling. At the end of the first week back I was due for some much needed “ME” time. Imagine my delight when I came home from work on a Friday to find that Mr Mailman had left me a package from the lovely folks at Trashy Diva! It was time to mix blogging with pleasure and so I gathered my picnic basket, some snacks and with the partner and his camera in tow, we headed out to the local park for a picnic and photoshoot!
What do you get when you mix literature, the arts and cult cinema? Why, Sweet Grenadine, of course!