So here we are, another year older (definitely), another year wiser (hopefully) and on the brink of a brand new chapter.
The countdown to Christmas has officially begun. I’ve been using carols in my ballet classes, tinsel and adorned trees are popping up at every shopping centre and living room across the country, and that little sparkle that Christmas seems to bring to everything is potent in the air.
I remember poking through fabric shops in Melbourne when I was about 11 with my mother, searching for material to decorate my tutus with. Baby Heidi had only one pre-requisites for the fabric: it had to sparkle.