Archive | September, 2011

I was a little girl who spent her time searching for rolly pollies in the front yard… I always wore dresses… and had long curly hair.. .My daddy was my hero and Astro-Boy was my best-friend.

Nothing has really changed, except the rolly pollies are harder to find and my hair isnt always curly.

Happy Father’s Day Dad!


The scratches that made me.

You buy things and you keep them clean. You take care of them. Keep them in a special pocket. Away from keys and coins. Away from other things that should be kept clean and taken care of as well. Then they get scratched. And scratched again. And again. And again. And again. Soon, you don’t care about them anymore. You don’t keep them in a special pocket. You throw them in the bag with everything else. They’ve surpassed their form and become nothing but function. People are like that. You meet them and keep them clean. In a special pocket. And then you start to scratch them. Not on purpose. Sometimes you just drop them by accident or forget which pocket they’re in. But after the first scratch, it’s all downhill from there. You see past their form. They become function. They are a purpose. Only their essence remains.


I was thinking about it this morning and I realised that…I think friends are like mascara. There are some that open your eyes. Some that run when you cry. Some that you cant open, no matter how hard to try. Some that clump up but you cant manage to throw them away and they sit in your bottom draw. And no matter what, you always end up back at that trusty brand that your mother told you was reliable from the very beginning. We all need people.. we just need to find the brand that brings out your best features.. xo

It’s ok…

…to insist they use a coaster.

…to think that every jar of super chunky peanut butter should come with a spoon.

…to be that special kind of uptight that makes you pause the present-opening to smooth out and fold the wrapping paper for future reuse.

…to start eating your takeaway the second you walk out the restaurant.

…to start your to-do list with a task you’ve already done.

…to find shopping for bed sheets just as exciting as shopping for shoes.

…to firmly believe that if you share it, it has no calories. demand to be taken off speakerphone

…to smirk when you see the big, tough guys at your gym tripping on the elliptical machine.


10 things I learnt this week.

1. I like to eat standing.
2. GHD’s are way better than other flat irons.
3. Carbs are essential to a good life.
4. Travelling is good for the soul.
5. Travelling with a good friend is even better.
6. An afternoon nap can save the day.
7. A positive attitude brings positive things to you.
8. M.A.S.H is still a good TV show.
9. I’m definitely a winter girl. For me, there is something inspiring and soul searching about cold, gloomy, rainy weather.
10. When you are truly, freely unashamed to be yourself, you give permission for others to be who they are. Let your freak flag fly people!


Vivian: “You’re late”
Edward Lewis: “You’re stunning”
Vivian: “You’re forgiven”

Unless you’ve been living under a rock since the early 90’s, you’ve probably seen Pretty Woman a few times and love it… and what’s not to love? It’s the classic Cinderella story (well, if Cinderella had briefly turned to street walking)- There is a rich man, a gorgeous girl who is a little down on her luck- they meet, she gets a makeover, they fall madly in love and then go onto live happily ever after. *sigh*