It’s as though the universe is working on a timer. The 1st of December rolls around, and suddenly it’s High Summer. It’s as though a switch is thrown, and people shift their attitudes and their lifestyles. The swimmers come out, it becomes socially acceptable to subsist off acai bowls, ice cream and smoothies, and everyone…
Can you remember the last time someone bought you flowers and how it made you feel? I bet a lot of women can remember the first time they ever received them. For me, there is nothing that says love, appreciation, congratulations, romance, condolences or thoughtfulness like flowers.
Fun fact about me: I’m a ballet teacher. I mostly work with elite girls between 14 and 18, who have left school to study ballet full-time in the hopes of having a career in an international company. I also teach younger children after school and on the weekend… so it adds up to quite a…
I should really be padding out my winter wardrobe at this time of year. In a few weeks I’ll be in Sydney (which is significantly colder than where I live), and I’ll be needing scarves, boots and knitwear.
I’ve always appreciated frills, ruffles and layers, so when I caught wind of this skirt, I felt like I needed to put it on and start a conga line around the shop.
You all know how passionate I am about colours, and when you see something like the outfit I’m wearing in today’s post, is it any wonder why? How could you possibly wear an outfit that looks like it was woven from sunshine and marigolds, and not be happy?
Try as I may (and let’s be honest, I don’t try very hard at all), I find it impossible to stop reverting back to a certain style of clothing. It amazes me that I own anything that isn’t pink, floaty, floral or has a bow.