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Beauty & Skincare: Everyday Opulence

Just because your bank account doesn’t cater towards your penchant for Choo’s, doesn’t mean you need to miss out on the finer things in life. Add a touch of luxe with these decadent delights….

Creme De La Mer The Moisturising Soft Cream

This is the famous skincare brands NEW take on the original cult cream, which delivers the same amount of age-defying Miracle Both (the secret formula La Mer is renowned for) as the original version. Perfect for people who found the original too rich for their oily or combination skin type, this is an almost gel-like consistency & absorbs like a dream! $250

Danné Montague-King ACU-MIST

This new hydrating & anti-bacterial mist is perfect for blemish/acne prone skin sufferers to have perched on their desk. Formulated to help acne sufferers restore the acid mantle (skin barrier), it eliminates acne-causing bacteria fast, as well as hydrating the skin and protecting against trans epidermal water loss. Perfect for people who feel like their skin ‘breeds’ blemishes during the day. Thank me later. $49.50 1300 00 SKIN

Yves Saint Laurent Blush Radiance

A good blush will lift your cheekbones, create a shimmering air of health & give your general complexion radiance. This chic YSL compact adds just a flush of colour to the cheeks. The blush formula seamlessly blends matte and iridescent textures to create a shimmery look. Containing self-adapting pigments, the formula works to capture and transform light intensity into a vibrant colour source that compliments any complexion. $72 Myer & David Jones

Dior Serum de Rouge

A new generation of lipstick that combines an elixir of active skincare ingredients with pure pigments for lasting radiance (AKA colour that lasts forever without getting all feral & flakey). Highly concentrated in hyaluronic acid microspheres that increase in volume upon contact with lips, the formula fills micro-wrinkles and eliminates the appearance of minor flaws in skin texture. $58 02 9695 4800

La Prairie Cellular Eye Cream Platinum Rare

If you’ve been privy to any of my skincare posts before, you know how much I despise eye wrinkles like crows feet *shudder*… Soooo it should be no surprise that this little gem is on my list of must-haves as it’s one of the best eye creams on the current market. It brightens & tightens skin tissue while decelerating ageing by enabling ageing skin to reflect light in the same manner as young skin. The formula contains soft focus diamond core powder to reduce the appearance of lines & wrinkles (while also lending a subtle sheen). The illuminating effect is enhanced by a dual peptide complex that helps eliminate dark circles under the eyes by strengthening the skin’s support system by activating the skin’s own elimination system. The tightening effect comes from the natural tensing action of polysaccharide & acacia gum that forms an invisible mesh on the skin surface to produce an immediate lift and visibly decrease wrinkle depth. Wax helps prevent the adipocytes reducing the feeling of puffiness under the eyes. This is enhanced by caffeine which aids the removal of excess toxins. $490 1800 251 010

Sisley Phyto Mascara Ultra Stretch

The BEST mascara I have ever used (big call I know), this is my go-to product for day wear in ‘Deep Brown’. It defines, curls & lengthens lashes with a single flick. The mascara helps to reinforce and protect lashes leaving them silky & supple. Can’t stress how amazing this product is! $70 1300 780 80

L’Occitane Almond Shower Oil

For the ultimate relaxing & indulgent shower experience, look no further than a slathering of this beautiful almond oil. One of my all-time favourite L’Occitane products, this silkily textured shower oil emulsifies with water creating a gorgeously luxurious cleansing milk. $52 02 8912 3000

Molton Brown Celestial Maracuja Body Souffle

An indulgent moisturiser for the body & senses, this soufflé is infused with organic Amazonian maracuja passionflower, caramel and olive oil to moisturise, soften and richly fragrance the skin. The fragrance is soft & delightful and your skin feels like heaven for hours! $92 QVB

Bobbi Brown’s Extra Repair Foundation SPF 25

Protect your mug while looking uber flawless with this super emollient formula. A moisturising treatment foundation that gives skin a fresh, dewy and healthy looking glow and also helps undo the visible signs of ageing by smoothing out lines, while firming and lifting skin’s appearance. $132 David Jones





Changing Behaviour

The Hanging Tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his love to flee
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be

If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree’

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free
Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.

Are you, Are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here,
No stranger would it be’, ‘If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.



This Makes Me Giggle EVERY Time

The Seven Stages Of A Gym Membership

Some annoyingly self-virtuous women in the world actually enjoy eating things like natto, goji berries or dirty old kale. They also take pleasure in 6am morning wake-up calls involving horrible things like burpies and endless sprint sessions. These women also generally bang on about meditation, positive affirmations and the power of positive thinking. They are all extremely ‘Zen’ and have figures TO DIE FOR that around bikini season the rest of us mere mortals (who enjoy sleep-ins, fried food and copious amounts of alcohol) look at for inspiration. For 7 months a year we simply look at these figures with a slight air of annoyance but for the other 5 we suddenly realise !FU*K!, our pale and slightly wobbling bods are going to be NEXT to these freaks of nature goddesses in a matter of weeks! Right, time to join a gym as the old one was cancelled due to having better things to do…  like oh say enjoying Gossip Girl repeats while simultaneously shovelling Doritos down our gobs.

And so begins (yet again) The Seven Stages Of A Gym Membership that we repeat time and time again…

Stage One: Obesity

That moment after a holiday, x-mas or even just as you shed your winter layers, when you finally notice the excess of dimples splashed across your backside and the ‘cute’ roll of flab over your waistband your mum lovingly prodded at. Then you can’t stop noticing, ‘holy shit my cute summery jumpsuit once so loose and ‘boho’ is now stretched across my width like a circus tent.’ The legs so sneakily encased in black and VERY flattering stockings all winter are suddenly looking more plump than pin-tastic. 😦 Cue an onslaught of immense grumpiness as we glare sullenly at the freshly baked chocolate cake perched cheerily on the kitchen counter, warm wafts of heaven breezing up our hungry nostrils.

Stage Two: ACTION

Butt is about to get whipped into shape. Gym memberships are signed and a brand spanking new pair of Asics and Lorna Jane workout wear is purchased because OF COURSE one needs new threads to look the part and motivate them to actually use these incredibly overpriced items. (The threads more so than the shoes, shoes are one thing you should NEVER scrimp out on. Trust me, your feet will thank me later.)

Stage Three: The Honeymoon Phase

This stage is exactly as it sounds. Think about it like a new relationship when everything is new and liberating and fun. You want to spend as much time as possible with your new lover (AKA the gym) and food struggles to make a starring role in your day-to-day life unless it’s green and filled with all types of yucky goodness. You’re so committed that not only are you visiting the gym most afternoons after work, but you’re even getting up earlier to walk to work AND you’re doing a Saturday morning PUMP class! Who wudda thought!

Stage Four: Second Thoughts

This is like after the honeymoon stage in a relationship. Basically food and TV appeal more than certain types of physical activities. Nuff said.

Stage Five: Procrastination

This is the stage where we secretly wish we would sprain our ankle (even going so far as to wear ill-fitting shoes on the treadmill…  or is that just me?) JUST so we have an excuse to sit at home and not attend the gym and ‘comfort’ oneself with pies, peas, mash and gravy. *Watering mouth.

When this stage hits we are suddenly much more interested in things once ignored like cleaning the loo, or catching up with that super annoying girlfriend who uses the term ‘like’ more than she deems it necessary to take a bloody breath.

Stage Six: The Slow-Down

This stage is where our gym visits putter down to once, max twice, a week and we spend the session reading a magazine while peddling uselessly on the old persons bike (you know, the reclining one). OR you flap around in the pool like a retired seal only to be shouted at by a Speedo-clad Fabio furiously free-styling down the pool to ‘get into a slower lane’. Jerk. This stage is generally just a meagre excuse for exercise and really just a cute nod towards the $20+ being deposited into the gyms cheeky little bank balance weekly before you race on home to compete in FIFA with accompanying cheesy garlic bread and jelly shots. (Now if only we applied the same enthusiasm to a year-long exercise routine eh?!)

Stage Seven: I Give Up


This is the moment when we realise we haven’t visited the gym since the last season of the Kardashians aired… Yet the bastards still insolently sneak our hard earned $$ (well…$$ anyway) month after month as we continue to sit on our ass.  So we dutifully make our way to the gym (head hanging with shame) and once the reason for our visit is explained to the chirpy 17yo receptionist, her expression changes and you are taken to ‘the room’. It is here that an immensely fit and gorgeous male/female (depending on your guessed sexual preference) will sit you down while giving you a slightly condescending ‘concerned’ interrogation. ‘Why would you choose NOT to live a healthy lifestyle and continue working towards a healthier you with us’? ‘I don’t know White Goodman, is it true that steroids shrink your dick?’ And so as we meekly schlep out of the gym for the last time the horrible obesity pattern sets in again and soon enough the whole bloody process will be set in motion yet again. So long ‘quest for an ass smaller than Miranda Kerrs’, you have been overshadowed by yet another round of Oreo eating and general lack of interest in looking in the mirror too closely.

Do you fall into this pattern also? 


I would like to note that this article was written ‘tongue-in-cheek’ and I have the utmost of respect for women living the lifestyle I have poked fun at.  

Michelle Jenneke: Hurdling Just Got Cute


This 19-year-old is quite possibly THE most adorably dorky babe EVER.

What. A. Cutie. 



We Live Like This


“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book, or you take a trip, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.” — Anais Nin 

She Walks In Beauty

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

— Lord Byron 1788–1824


The Hunter Valley: My New Favourite Place

In November last year I embarked on a girls week away where a suggestion was made that we spend a day touring wineries together. My reaction went something like this; “ummmm are we old….?” Consequently we didn’t go, as anyone who has ever met me knows that my opinions are pretty much the most important in the world and also there’s no need to force me into anything unless you want an onslaught of foreign objects hurled at your head. (Yes I am aware that I am sound like a spoiled errant child.) I can now shamefacedly admit that a winery tour would have probably been far better than what we ended up doing (even though vigorous club crumping created favourable memories), as I recently went to The Hunter Valley for the first time and fell in all types of love.

Less than a 2-hour drive from Sydney, The Hunter Valley seems like a different world. You can literally feel the relaxation ebb over you as rolling green hills and picturesque ponds replace the depressing Sydney smog and lovely young gentleman on my street corner who feels it’s in my best interest to be given a glimpse of his privates every day.

I began my day by being walked around the vineyard owned by my friends parents, Sovereign Hill, which is entrenched on what seems like one of the highest points of the Hunter Valley, overlooking captivating views.  The lush greenery, mouth-wateringly ripe grape vines, and quaint farmhouses seem endless, amplified by the zing of the crisp air to the soul and the thrill of being somewhere new and so lovely. My friends Dad quickly taught me how to prune the vines before realising I was a natural and recruiting me immediately, in my eyes it’s always good to have a new skill you can fall back on 🙂

Lunchtime came around and what fun that turned into as a very quirky and eclectic bunch of 13 people (many who had never met and ranged in age from 21 to about 80) perched their butts onto seats at the pristine Gartelmanns Café situated on a nearby winery.  Glasses of wine flowed and the sparkling bubbles evanescently tingled our tastebuds as the stimulating conversation created many a laugh. We started with the most amazing cheese selection (anyone who knows me in the slightest knows that my heart can be reached through a good cheese platter) and I gobbled up everything in sight, even braving a chunk of blue-vein much to my tastebuds disgust as the poor lads aren’t there yet, but one day I am sure… Quite possibly the same day that they decide to become partial to a glass of red. ATM any sip causes them to shout at me and fist my tonsils – not fun the stubborn buggers.

So after our inner-foodies had been momentarily satisfied we cheekily moved on to my first proper ‘Cellar’ where I discovered that not only are there delicious selections of wines to taste but YOU CAN TASTE THEM FOR FREE. Seriously, it’s the best version of heaven I’ve ever been privy too. Besides a good rogering I suppose but lets just mix the two and THAT’S a damn fine time :p Obviously I preferred the sparkling and sweeter whites (not to be confused with a dessert wine *vomit, the thickness engulfs your tongue like a particularly curdled tub of yogurt) and I was very angry with the old tastebuds as I was hoping they would at least pretend to be mature for a few hours rather than chucking a tantrum in my mouth, causing my entire body to shudder and my eyes to well up at the serious misfortune robust or bitter whites seem to inflict on them and don’t even get me started on the reds. So I sulkily bought a bottle of delicious but highly unsophisticated Moscato as I glared jealously at the refined reds perched up on their mantle looking down at me in their snobby manner.

We then headed to a few more cellars on wineries, getting more sloshed along the way as the car sloshed simultaneously with the plethora of wine purchases my housemates made.  Once twilight set in and a gorgeous sunset reined down over the exquisite countryside, we headed back to Sovereign Hill for a few more bottles of wine and quite possibly the best homemade pumpkin soup I have ever been lucky enough to gulp on down my greedy little gullet. Needless to say my head hit the pillow later that night slightly throbbing but filled with happy thoughts on such an amazing day I had originally disregarded.


Girls – The Conversations We’ve All Had

The other day I was introduced (by a VERY excited friend) to Girls, a new TV series by HBO in its first season. Created by Lena Dunham (who writes, directs, produces and stars in the show, oh and BTW she is 2 years older than me *face palm), Girls follows the lives of a group of 24-year-old girls as they navigate the humiliations, disasters and rare triumphs of life as young women in a big city. In effect the show resonates with me so much because it IS me.

The trials and tribulations that these girls go though are what my friends and I are going through. Candied explorations into sexuality, experimentation and the weirdness of the female body are all discussed, resulting in many moments where you simply feel like your having a conversation with your own girls.

The shows inherent success lies within the wit, intelligent banter, raw nature, humour and refreshing tone. It offers us an extraordinary look into REAL womens lives who are just like us, which is something that other cult female shows (SATC & GG) fail at.

The series conveys authentic female friendships, the angst of emerging adulthood, nuanced relationships, self-esteem, body image, intimacy in a tech-savvy world that promotes distance, the bloodlust of surviving a city on very little money and the modern parenting of entitled children – all laced together with humor and poignancy.

I am obsessed.

Girls is the voice of our generation.


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