Glimpses of a semi play/work sunday at home....

The good thing of being free lance is that you can work any time. The bad thing is that at times you might have to work on sundays too....Actually I didn't mind too much staying at home yesterday as long as I could take off from the computer and the translation job once in a while. Monchéri is now getting lazy at bringing churros (Spanish doughnuts) on sunday mornings so breakfast was sadly basic, Earl Grey tea and toast with red berries jam.

Next to the little breakfast table on the balcony, there's a round wicker stool with a small pile of old French Elle magazines and a favorite book on Greta Garbo, a gift from a friend many years ago in Paris. I hate rushing in the morning, especially on Sundays even if I have to work and I like to go through Garbo's black and white photos over and over again. She had so much class; I find it hard not to be mesmerized by her. She looked stunning whatever she was wearing. Recently a friend sent me a copy of Ninotchka by Lubistch and I must say it would have been great to see Garbo laughing more often in her movies.

I love this photo....love the bathing suit...

Greta Garbo and Nils Asther in
The Single Standard by John S. Robertson (1929)

I'd love to walk in the countryside in such a dress
just for the fun of it

with Robert Taylor in Camille or Le Roman
de Marguerite Gautier by G. Cukor (1937)

I wouldn't mind wearing this dress
only to hang around at home

in the Mysterious Lady by Fred Niblo (1928)

After marveling at Garbo's costumes mainly designed
by super Hollywood costume maker Adrian
I decided not to dress and keep my flimsy pink
nightie from H&M just to be in the mood
for fluidity although in a synthetic fabric

yes, I've sewn the little pearls when I bought it
to make it more interesting
its color also matches the pink bougainvillea
which blooms gracefully on the balcony

Monchéri likes to hang around in his favorite torn t-shirt
and black hat which he has to put down, now and then
as it's too hot

Always a darling, he didn't complain too much to spend sunday at home when we could be lying down on the beach or having a drink in Granada.

He was just a little bit grumpy but graciously switched to the working mood and settled to the cards making job. He was all the more enthusiastic when I told him these ones had to been sent to the lovely Gillian from Indigo Blue to sell at her spa.

So Gillian, here is a wink to you ! You can see the work in progress. We just have to fix the little glasses, sandals on the bags, then the bags on the windows and the dresses too. Et voilà !

we had tea at 7pm....

I made a génoise which was completely raté/desastrosa
well.....uncooked inside

nice to hear the neighbor passing by in the street
wish the mopeds would turn into horses.....

in the evening we watched El Abuelo (The Grandfather)
by Spanish director José Luis Garci
(love it! I must make a post about it)

this is the not so comfortable movie sofa
but it's ok for late siestas though

photos by your devoted blogging hostess and Monchéri

oh and the book is Garbo by Patrick Brion (éditions du Chêne, 1985)