Like, I love that in New Zealand they don't have traditional drip coffee, only espresso. Mornings for Kiwis are flatwhites or cappuccinos with chocolate or cinnamon and it's a lovely little morning indulgence. What better time than now to figure out that blasted espresso machine that's been sitting in my kitchen for a year?
I can't even begin to sort through the bajillions of pictures The Boy and I took so I'm just going to show a little of what I've done since I got back.
The best part about getting back has been actually enjoying my newly decorated office, which was almost done when I left. The finishing touches were my bookcases, which I painted a tropical turquoise that's been cropping up everywhere for me lately. Here's a few before and afters.

After

Obviously, I've refused to abandon the fashion of a warmer climate, so I've been wearing only the clothes I bought in Auckland, like this beyond-useful nude slip dress with a grey see-through overshirt that I'm over the moon about.


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