Have you ever heard of Charles Lutwidge Dodgson?
He was a 19th century mathematician who wrote the novel Alice In Wonderland.
Google it if you don’t believe me.
Charles Lutwidge Dodgson aka Lewis Carroll...
Writer of one of the world’s most famous books...
Was a mathematician.
I’ll be honest, this surprised me a bit.
Until I really thought about it.
It's not so hard to believe that a man of logic like a mathematician, could create a world so fantastic, that it steps just beyond the boundaries of our imagination.
Look at me.
I'm a doctor. My job is evidence based; flights of fancy are not allowed.
But I have a pretty wild imagination.
So, in the spirit of 18th Century Mathematician, Charles Lutwidge Dodgson, man of logic and creator of great fantasy, I, Petra present to you Petra In Wonderland.
(Yeah, I know this will not be considered a great literary masterpiece but I hope that you enjoy it anyway.)
PETRA IN WONDERLAND.
Once upon a time there was tired, fed up and overworked doctor who lived on an island Paradise.
She decided that there had to be more to life than getting up, going to work, coming home and watching YouTube, so she decided to start a blog.
(I need to mention here that the doctor was very good looking, as all fairytale heroines are.)
2 years and 2 domain names later (she was a late bloomer ok?), she finally got around to starting that blog.
It was a lot of hard work.
Harder than she expected.
Her laptop was got fed up and went on a go slow.
She got headaches from reading articles about SEO and creating good content.
Her photos and Instagram looked like crap.
She struggled with flat-lays.
This was not pneumonia or heart failure.
And Petra soon realised that she wasn’t in Kansas anymore.
Oops, wrong story, um, she wasn’t in England anymore???
Petra was out of her element.
But in true spirit of her name, (Petra means rock), she got tough and pressed on.
She spent many a night working on her blog.
Which was ok because she was insomniac anyway.
The blog starting going well.
But something was missing.
She needed a wow piece.
So, looking for inspiration, she went shopping…
That's when she found the clock.
An idea took root and started to grow.
She needed to go to WONDERLAND…
Now finding wonderland was problem, cause she was in Barbados which was presently full of potholes and didn’t feel that wonderful.
But she kept looking and she found her wonderland right in the parish of St. Joseph.
She made an appointment with her fairy godmother a.k.a her make up artist, was transformed for the day (literally, that makeup lasted about 12 hours) and took off to Wonderland following a white rabbit.
(And yes, I know there is no fairy godmother in Alice in Wonderland but work with me here.)
Now Petra easily could have gone down a hole like Alice. A pothole, not a rabbit hole. But her dress was expensive, as were new shocks for her car, so she drove there instead, avoiding all holes (pot and rabbit).
And there wasn’t a white rabbit to follow BUT she did have her favourite app Waze, which was just as good really.
So only after one wrong-ish turn (Waze tried to send her along a lonely cart road) and a few potholes, Petra made it to wonderland where she met Alyson and Mercedes, her photographers for the day.
She met with a pleasant and quite "Mad Hatter-ish" Mr Hunte who made her laugh with his quips about his“best shoes” (missing the top half to accommodate his “bad toe”) and suggested Mercedes find a Mr Benz to marry. (Really, how can you not laugh at that?)
There was no eating of strange cakes or drinking unknown drinks.
(Like Petra would really ever do that, she’s a suspicious germaphobe, who thought Alice should have known better. Growing and shrinking all over the place. Really Alice?)
The Chesire cat didn’t make an appearance, although Flora the Rottweiler was a fitting substitute.
She couldn’t have picked a more beautiful wonderland. Beautiful, lush gardens filled with flowers of all colours, plants that shy away when caressed and trees that seemed to touch the sky.
It was perfect.
On reflection of her day Petra realised that it didn’t take a white rabbit (or hallucinogenic drugs) to find her wonderland.
All it took was a little imagination, and a lot of determination.
And a pothole or 2
This post was not sponsored but I must give a special THANK YOU to Mr. Hunte at Hunte's Garden for allowing me to use the facilities and the available props like the tea set and birdcage. And for letting me know that my dress was adorned with pansies!
Hunte's Gardens is indeed a magical oasis in Barbados and is well worth the visit. You can feel the love that Mr. Hunte puts into his garden and surrounding decor. Learn more about Hunte's Garden here.
Thanks to the great team who helped me put this together:
- LOUD87 for the great photos of me. (All other photos are my own amateur attempts) Thanks Alyson and Mercedes!
- My Fairy Godmother, Renee at Next2Natural for the transformation.
- My stylist, Petra. You rock! (Yes, I am thanking myself. And, yes, I do rock.)
I also wish to acknowledge:
- Chrissy at TEEPEE GIRL for the beautiful "Do you suppose she's a wild flower?" graphic, which can be found along with many others on her blog and her Etsy shop.
- The VectoriaDesigns shop on Etsy, where I was able to download and create props such as the dodo tea labels, the eat me/drink me labels and the white rabbit milk carton.
And finally, my SQUAD! JC, CP, MM and NG! Thanks for your support guys!!!