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Mother’s Day. Winter Wedges.
Happy Monday! Okay, so no one really looks forward to Mondays but hey, it’s the start of the week and with that comes hope that you’re one week closer to where you want or need to be in life. I had a lovely weekend. Coping better with the changes and at the same time trying…
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Because I Heard Ella Sing About Chowder. Game of Thrones.
A fine romance, with no kissesA fine romance, my friend this isWe two should be like clams in a dish of chowderBut we just fizz like parts ofa Seidlitz powder ‘A Fine Romance’ – Stacey Kent Ella Fitzgerald just has to sing a word and I’l remember it for life. My first memory of the…
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The Shimmerbrick that Rose from the Dead. An Ode to Potatoes.
It’s Friday!!!! We’ve all survived the working week. Thank you all so much for your kind comments and shared happiness at Wednesday’s news. I hope reply to you all this weekend. It was pretty major news and to be honest, I’m not sure what to follow it up with in this post. I changed the…
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The Beauty of the Moment.
It’s been quite an emotional week (already) for me and all I feel like doing right now is finding a warm spot, having a bit of a lie down and enjoy being in the moment. That’s not physically possible right now but I do have this photo from the weekend that takes me to there…
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Coming Up Roses With Jurlique’s Relaunch.
Products from the Rose Moisture Plus range. Jurlique recently relaunched their skin care range with new packaging and formulations and I was invited to review a range of products from the Rose Moisture Plus and Purely Age Defying lines. The brand was first lunched in 1985 with the aim of combining science and the benefits…
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A Saturday Morning Soap Box Post.
‘Oh, how the mighty have fallen’. I don’t know if it’s appropriate that I quote the Bible (2 Samuel 1:19) right here but God is a compassionate teacher and I think he already knows that often His word says it best. I was not going to be one of those women. Or, more specifically, one…
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Tim Tams Really Do Grow On Trees.
I knew it was going to be a magical day when I woke up this morning. And not only because I had a day pass from work to attend a conference in the city. Poncho – Missoni, dress- Veronika Maine, necklace – Red Phoenix Emporium, cuff – Hermes. The Universe directed me to the Missoni…
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The Weeknight Book Club: The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh.
www.apnonline.com.au Floriography is a Victorian art of using the symbolism of flowers to convey messages that could not be spoken in the context of the strict social codes of the time. Vanessa Diffenbaugh’s novel ‘The Language of Flowers’ brings this symbolism into the modern day through the story of Victoria Jones, a woman with a…
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Getting Real About Food. Starting With Sugar.
It’s very fashionable these days to be having some kind of battle with sugar. We’re all meant to be waging war on every last monosaccharide and polysaccharide in our diets. Cutting it out completely from our lives in the name of pseudoscience. My world view on sugar is simple these days. Life is too short…
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The Weekend Forces of Good and Evil. Mamak, Chinatown.
The weekends are often a time of extremes in behaviour. And Mondays are often a good day to reflect upon them. One day I was congratulating myself on not buying any shoes from the infamous Luisa sale at The Hilton. All trying and no buying. I did a good thing walking away from those Tod’s…