Life

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So, turns out it may be Spring, but it’s still stupidly cold. I got excited, almost burnt my fleece lined tights in anticipation of the warmer weather, but Mother Nature just laughed in my face. Back to 4 and 5 degree days. My mother always wants to know what fills my days, how my life differs […]

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Insta-Lately

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Hisotrically, I’ve a terrible Instagramer. I would always forget to take pictures of things and even when I did remember to whip my camera out, I rarely remembered to upload them to my profile. I am proud to say that I have gotten much better, so if you’re all up on the Instagram scene, come […]

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The Darling Five

The Darling Five

1 – Style trends from Paris Fashion Week (fashionista.com) 2 – Finally, proof that what I’ve been saying for years is true (huffingtonpost.com) 3 – An insta-addict? Here’s a perfect DIY Marble background (apairaspare.com) 4 – The art of hosting a goddess circle with your besties (melissaambrosini.com) 5 – Some very cute babies floating around in a pool (huffingtonpost.com)

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Real

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  “Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but really loves you, then you become Real.”“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. […]

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Hello Autumn

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1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 I rather dislike the cold. Which of course begs the question, …why the hell did I move to England? I’m still not so sure. Having lived my entire life in Queensland, I’m not really used to seeing marked changes in seasons (we really only have summer and […]

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My mother is the ‘Queen’ of baking. When I say ‘Queen’, I don’t mean that she could whip out a snow egg at a moment’s notice, but give her a red Kitchen Aid and her home baking skills are worth every calorie.  There was always cornflake or jam-drop biscuits in our fridge and my Dad […]

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