At a certain point, writing about what we deem as “sustainable” labels becomes difficult. Here I am, passing judgement on a brand, a dress, a pair of shoes, from the chair at my dining room table. The internet is my encyclopaedia. But I am a tactile-based person - the one who wanders a store, giving… Continue reading becoming a french film-star :: une heures.
I’ve sorely missed reading masses of articles lately, somehow time just keeps getting the better of me. That and Netflix, I suppose. It’s the middle of the year and it’s time to hit refresh. Pause for a minute to take a look back at the early 2017 hopes and dreams, take stock, and make a… Continue reading important articles :: issue iv.
Finding an outfit for every single day is often a drawn-out battle of rummaging, trying, chucking and deciding. Most days I look at my wardrobe and just feel blergh. It's a concoction of selections over the years: the late teen/early university years (i.e. the continuation of awkward appearances whilst finding one's proverbial feet), cheap op… Continue reading five gals for inspiring everyday.
This piece was written for The Ladies Network. Periods. They are a bloody inconvenience, aren’t they? Sorry. We spend so long as young girls growing up, waiting, wishing, for that day we would dash to the toilet and see that faint little mark lining our underwear: the apparent “beginning of womanhood”; the “rose-petal stain” so… Continue reading the menstrual cup: a lesson in appreciating my own experience of womanhood.
If there’s ever been a style of shoe to make you stop, step back and squint your eyes - questioning their very existence and meaning - it’s the geriatric-inspired mash-up. No one word could describe the part-sandal, part-jogger, part-slipper that’s storming runways and streets. Are they cool? How far is too far in our obsession with… Continue reading the geriatric shoe :: comfort vs. cool.
I hesitate to say that I struggle from writer’s block, as I find it difficult to define myself as a “writer” (although what I actually am is undefined also). Putting pen to paper, aka fingertip to keyboard, is much more difficult than I envision at times. Like right now. Like the past month. Like trying to… Continue reading the sunday cure.
Skimming through my wardrobe, I'm left with a big fat feeling of dissatisfaction at the moment. How did I end up with a few over-done, immensely over-worn pieces bought many moons ago, aka back when my mum bought most of my clothes, and a smattering of quickly regretted and meaningless garments from the following couple of… Continue reading investing in the ‘forever’.