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Back To EST. Kookai Memories.
This is what you get when I try to get ahead of myself at the end of daylight savings….. A Sunday morning where I have no idea what the real time is. I was feeling ahead of the curve last night as I trotted around the house winding the clocks back an hour.…
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Looking Back.
Baby SSG isn’t the only one with his head in the air furiously looking for where all that time went. He’s just over three months old and the little chicken wing with a shock of curly hair Mr SSG and I nervously drove home in January has grown and grown up. If any part…
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The Weeknight Book Club: Salt, Sugar, Fat by Michael Moss.
www.goodreads.com Today’s book is from a genre not often featured in the book club section of my blog. ‘Salt, Sugar, Fat… How the Food Giants Hooked Us’ (hereby abbreviated to ‘Salt, Sugar,Fat’) is a fascinating and disturbing investigative work by award winning New York Times journalist Michael Moss. As the title suggests, the novel explores…
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Pontes, Objectively Speaking. A Supermarket Beauty Hall.
I love you, J Brand skinnies and up a size Witchery long line, fitted scoop neck tops. We’re still friends. After all this time and all those carbs last year. I had a bit of a new mum ego boost this morning. I can really fit into my pre pregnancy J Brand skinnies. And…
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Easter Downtime. Feeling the Love For Chunky Choc Mint Kit Kats.
If you have a choice about which long weekend of the year to get a cold over, Easter would be the ‘best’. As a four day weekend, there’s hopefully enough time to make a full recovery. The pantry is also conveniently stocked with the kinds of food you need to both ease the pain of…
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Gym Junkie Mornings. Livin’ La Vida Loca In Australia.
Mornings have a special look about them in the final days before daylight saving ends for another summer. If your usual weekday wake up time is around 5am, it is depressing to be greeted by a pitch black morning. Come 7am, however, the morning light finally decides to appear with conviction. It doesn’t…
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Finding Sanctuary With Ayurituel At Chi Spa.
Top – marni at H&M, London 2012, rings and things – T&Co, sparkly shower screen – Windex and me. I like to call this ‘Dress Code – Me Time’. Sleeves that hit the bottom of my fingers, dry clean only fabrics, a high neckline accessorised with an art installation …. there’s not a ruche or…
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The Early Noughties In Clothes and Shoes. The Timbers.
Do you remember the time when Jennifer Lopez was JLo? It was the early 2000s and I was extremely susceptible to the prevailing winds of celebrity fashion. Jenny From the Block was her on stage persona and man wise, they were the PDiddy years. Cargo pants in parachute silk and cut ‘down to there’ green…
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Mindful Living.
Having some time to think over life isn’t something that happens often enough for me. Usually, my spare time is spent ‘doing’ rather than ‘thinking’. One activity or goal leads to another, the time in between flies past on auto pilot and before you know it, you find yourself being a detached bystander watching your…
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A Pseudo Spill and A Sorry. The Elusive Notebook.
www.yahoo.com.au Well, that was a whole lot of drama for drama’s sake. Yesterday’s leadership spill that stopped a nation (whilst sending twitter into overdrive) saw PM Gillard retain her position unopposed despite her ex-boss’s name being put forward for the contest (without his consent). I dontp’t think I’ll be alone in not voting Labor this…