Nina’s Style Deconstructed

Nina's Style - Deconstructed

Once again I’m welcoming the Proudman family into my lounge room each Wednesday night. I am excited they are back. But, well, it’s just not quite as good as it once was. There, I said it. A few dull edges where there was once only sparkle. Although the most recent episode shone with the old glitter.

It’s still better than most free to air TV (why does the Bachelor get prime time ahead of it?). And I am still completely in love with Nina’s style. Read more

On the morning jog

the morning jog

A change came into our house late last year. My husband starting running. He’s never run before — not in any committed way. But a big birthday, a need to be fit, a sudden preoccupation with health, something pushed him into becoming a runner. Four times a week without fail.

And, of course, he has lost weight. Quite a bit really. The law of conservation of mass — mass is never created or destroyed, it’s just rearranged. His lost kilos have found me. Stealthily crept over to my side of the bed. And so, I too, have attempted the magic of running to rearrange molecules. Read more

How to make a turban headband

You know those fabulous women who can wrap a scarf around their head and look all kinds of chic? I am not one of them. But I can cheat. This fabulous turban headband gives the same kind of look. It’s a quick sew project that gets a bit addictive.

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If it were common – would it hurt less?

*** Trigger warning: This post discusses child loss, grief and miscarriage ***

Grief. Loss. Pain. Sadness. These are universal emotions. If all the feelings of the world were placed on a scale, I daresay the darker side would draw lower. Yet, that’s not what we see. Not what we are taught. Happiness is to be prized and paraded. Sadness is to be swallowed and hidden away.

I’ve thought a lot about this since Xavier’s death. The reactions to child loss, and to loss in a broader sense. What is acceptable in grief and what is not. You are told there is no guide book. But believe me, there are a host of unwritten rules. Read more

My no buy year – An Update

Well, I have hit the hump. I’m half-way through my no buy year. Six months of fashion frugality.

So far, so good. The only new things to enter my wardrobe are a pair of culottes and a top — both sewn from my existing fabric stash. Curiously, even though I restricted my no buy limit to clothing, I have some how extended it to shoes and accessories. Not buying things might be just as addictive as buying things.

Here’s what I have learned so far:

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Working Nine to Five (well, from eight really) …

For the first time in a long time, I worked a full time week. Every minute between 8 and 5 dedicated to the corporate good. It made me think about full time work, part time work and the elusive balance. The benefits and the drawbacks to any working arrangement as a parent. And how good the full-time worker with home support has it.

Working as a parent

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