SPOTIFY WRAPPED Today was my first year on Spotify which also meant it was my first year receiving my Spotify wrapped. I want to play it cool and say I…
Picture this. It was 1999. I was walking around Forest Hill Chase (my local shopping centre/mall) desperate to find the third book in the Harry Potter …
Sometimes I play a game. Would I rather have the TV or books? Books or music? I cycle through the three options, challenging no one but myself. I won’t…
I’m writing to you from an Oh My Venus*, love-drunk haze. This is my second fuzzy, swoon-worthy, funny K-Drama and I stayed up until 2am last night (th…
One of the lessons I find it hard to wrap my head around is that life is not black and white. It’s grey. The internet encourages binary opinions. More …
I am feeling completely discombobulated today. So much so that I used a purple marker. What kind of a witch do I think I am? I can trace back some of t…
I love a good swoon in my media. Swooning is not something I would associate with myself but now that Netflix was able to identify this genre for me, I…
Just when I think I’m done with MasterChef, it drags me back in again. A couple of years ago I was going to bow out with the old judges. Pre-empting a …
HOT GIRL SIDE TABLE Do you have a hot girl side table? I was completely confused by the hot girl thing but judging from the linked article it essential…
I love Madonna and her Immaculate Collection album is one of my favourites of all time. A week or so ago, when being interviewed on Jimmy Fallon Madonn…
Recently named the world’s most locked-down city (over 267 days), Melbourne has been quiet for a long time. Prior to lockdown I might have been in the …
Lessen my relationship with material things, was one of the affirmations, that up until recently, I had stuck to the side of a bookshelf. One of my fir…