bali high...


BECK: A few years back I had myself a genuine tiki lounge in my home to rival Smorgys, complete with a fish filled bar, bamboo lounge-suite, Hawaiian record collection, fake palms and battery operated dancing hula girls. Although the lounge is now history I've never been able to part with the hand carved plastic lighter that sat so proudly next to the coconut monkey ashtray atop the bar.

Given our exile island survivor theme I really couldnt go past it as craft find of the week.

While ugly to some for me it remains a reminder of a more glamorous time of exotic drinks, bad men and dodgy nightclub singers - in other words heaven.

which reminds me where did I put my leopard skin stilettos?

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