can you believe it isn't two thousand and six? i keep correcting people when they say 2 oh oh 7 in meetings and whatnot. face job.

anyway, i was thinking that last year seems an eternity away, but i never really said goodbye to it properly. not like some awesome people who bothered to kind of do a sort of year in review. so anyway, i'm going to be a copy cat. face job again.

although, obviously i have different categories. i have to think about what is really important to me.

best selfportrait might be the profile picture i use. although anything which makes me look like an alien always gets me excited.

best outfit, well i would probably say my dress with the bow only because i feel like a real lady in it, although the corporate styles of my blue pinstripe mixed with my bright red cardigan have become an interview staple.

best fashion discovery is the use of red bows as a both a statement and a signal to boys that you're looking for your blind date. in fact bows were my power shape for the last part of oh six, a motif that continues so far in oh seven.

best holiday destination is adelaide (aust) and akaroa (nz), suggesting that oh six was a good year for the letter a. another reason to love the letter a is the ex internet dater. but i shall not go on.

best way to spend a saturday or sunday morning was eating scrambled eggs at malo, which doesn't even exist anymore. things change so fast.

best new power: the power of crochet.

best comment is all of them. even the spam. they all bring me such joy. hint hint.