Hello, my dear readers and fellow bloggers,
Last week my husband and I went to the National Gallery to view the “Nude” exhibition from London’s Tate Modern museum. I was not very keen to see it but, when we were in London, we didn’t go to the Tate but since, allegorically speaking, the mountain has come to Mohammad, I thought: "Why not?"
The day was fresh and rather windy (as you can see from the images taken outside the Gallery) but somehow I ended up wearing a double-split maxi skirt that I bought and wore in Bali, topped with a long sleeve top.
When I picked up my hand bag on the way out, I saw a bright yellow scarf that I had left there from the day before. Not giving it too much thought, I just added a yellow bracelet that I bought on our trip to Madeira earlier this year and a pair of black and yellow earrings for a matching trifecta.
My pink thick sole sandals have the same provenance as the skirt, ie also purchased in Bali, so I thought they could keep each other company.
As I feared, I didn’t enjoy the exhibition. I am not a prude but somehow all those nude bodies taken out of their original place in a museum and jammed packed together felt like being out of the context and rather too much of exposed flesh for one day.
Sadly, we were not allowed to take any photographs, so the closest I have come to capturing the moment was a replica of the famous “Kiss” by Auguste Rodin made out of sand and placed on display at Bondi Beach in anticipation of the upcoming exhibition.
And that, my friends, is a wrap. I am taking a time-off from and temporarily disappearing from the bloggersphere.
Wishing you all a very Marry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!
See you all in 2017!!!