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There’s No Place Like Home. Through the Looking Glass. The Met.
Doesn’t take long to get back into old routines, does it? There’s something very grounding about that first grocery run after a trip overseas. But it is lovely to be home. Where skinny caps come with cocoa on top. How they do a skinny cap in Double Bay. As opposed to the strangely ‘topless’ affairs…
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Over on the West Side.
Where has the last week gone? Sailed through JFK earlier today, past the temptations of a Dermalogica vending machine. Fulfilled my chocolate and gelati quota on the plane whilst watching ‘Dior and I’. Which is a must see, by the way. 11/10. And now I’m in LAX with some good wifi and a fancy actual…
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SSG Shops…. NYC.
It’s been one blog post a while since we talked about New York and shopping, hasn’t it? One of my favourite scenes of this city. Lanes full of yellow taxis cruising along the backdrop of tone on tone greys. No really. Okay, maybe it just feels that way to me. Living on New York City time…
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Shake Shack. Central Park. HMBalmaination.
The city is wearing a fine cape of fog this morning. And I’m in my room watching HBO HD. Which was fine when it was Game Of Thrones last night but is getting pretty confronting with today’s plastic surgery improvements reality TV show called.. Botched. It’s got a strange kind of charm to it. Beats…
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Hello, Finally, From New York.
Hello, finally, from New York. Where I’m sitting in my hotel room trying to regroup in a city that literally does not sleep. My soundtrack is the incessant beeping of car horns, jack hammers, the sirens of police vehicles and the whoosh of elevators and all the other machinery that keeps a hotel going. Ironically,…
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Still Here. Heel Lock.
That was a quick flight to New York. Nah, not really. I’m still in Sydney. In the airport. Been here since I crossed the Iron Cove around six this morning and finally managed to catch the sunrise on my iPhone camera. There’s been some kind of complicated technical issue with the hydraulics of…
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All Packed.
It’s taken a very long day of aimless wandering between my suitcases, wardrobe, laptop and the bank (who finally found my missing greenbacks at 3.40pm today) but I think I’m packed. There’s a pleasing number of bare coat hangers on by bed as well as the unearthing of quite a few new things I’d squirelled…
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Sending Hope, Not Flowers.
Let’s face it. Mothers of the first world are going to be spoiled today. Breakfasts in bed, extravagant gifts, thoughtful gifts, hugs, phone calls, surprise visits and perhaps a few quiet moments to remember our mothers who can only be with us in our hearts and memories. It’s lovely for us to be able to…
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Saturday Sun. Feedly.
I’ve only just crawled out from under the rock of blog reading and it looks as if I’ve wasted no time in making up for it. Readers, many years after you’ve all discovered them, I’ve finally adapted to blog readers. I’m really enjoying feedly and it’s not just because my blog feed finally got up to…
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Test Post With Bonus Content.
I think everything is back to normal now. Just a normal Thursday morning here. Waiting for my post PT coffee. A few weeks back, a few lovely and loyal readers alerted me to some issues with my latest blog posts not making it onto their reading lists. According to Blogger, SSG sank without a trace…