Dear World, WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Sorry, that was abrupt. I really jumped right in there; no pleasantries, no small talk. I just feel that we don’t really have time to catch up right now. Judging by the activities of the past week, you seem to just be barrelling through all the conventions and tacit… Continue reading Open Letter To The World
I am big into art and crafts. I’m not into all crafts. I’m not even into useful crafts, but I really enjoy making new things with my own two hands. I go through phases of intense focus where I NEED to learn how to decorate cakes/use watercolours/pyrograph/découpage/make jam. Then, as soon as I’m good enough… Continue reading Life’s Little Disappointments
Adulting is hard. When I was very small and found out that Santa was a huge secret, and that everyone around me was in on it, I accepted it with good grace. I thought, ‘That’s some good secret keeping! Good job, adults.‘ Then I watched my parents sort through taxes and insurance, bank accounts and… Continue reading Learning As I Go
Sometimes – not often, but sometimes – I have Bad Days. These are days when the usual voice of reason is there somewhere in the background, like, “Heeeeey, heeey girl….,” but it’s getting totally drowned out by this onslaught of constant self-criticism. Things I would never dream of saying to another human being just expand… Continue reading The Black Dog and The Importance of Words
Yeah, you all know what this is going to be about. I had something else in mind to write about today, but then I remembered that an egotistical bloated orange is being sworn in as president of the United States, and so this is possibly our last day of blessed normalcy for a while. So… Continue reading The End Of The World As We Know It
When I was about seven years old, I used to sneak into my grandfather’s study. I would tiptoe past the piano, crawl behind the burgundy leather Chesterfield, feel along the bookshelf for the small metal key, and slip it into the lock on the cabinet below. I would turn the key feeling like Alice down… Continue reading Life Skill Unlocked: Cocktail-Making
I arrived for my meeting with Olga, my personal shopper, about twenty minutes early. Before you tell me how impressed you are by my incredible time-keeping skills, I should admit that this really had more to do with my spiking levels of anxiety than my sterling punctuality. If you’re wondering how I even got to… Continue reading Clothe Me, Olga! (Part 2)
Today, I have a date with destiny. Okay, that’s not strictly true. I just said that for dramatic effect. Today I have a date with a personal shopper, which is much more terrifying. I am not good with clothes. I’m actually terrible with clothes. I dress half my age because it’s easy to pull on… Continue reading Clothe Me, Olga!
My best friend gave me a book for Christmas called The Little Book of Hygge*. The book begins by explaining that ‘hygge’ is a Danish term that is not easily translated. Hygge is an atmosphere, an experience, a feeling… It’s toasted marshmallows on a fire, it’s snuggly socks, it’s hot chocolate when it’s snowing… Continue reading Hyyge-ldy Piggledy Life
I took myself to a pilates class on Friday. My friend asked if I wanted to join her, and instead of going with my usual gut reaction to an invitation to exercise (“No thank you, I would rather boil my own eyeballs”) I decided to accept. I changed into leggings and a sports bra, dug… Continue reading Pilates? I Thought You Said PIE and LATTES!