Hey, gidday mates! We’re officially five days out from Mother’s Day, and after spending the last week with my Mum and seeing how much she does for the whole family, I came to the conclusion that she deserves something extra special this year. Your Mum does too. My Mum is feminine and strong, intelligent and cool, and she loves pretty things, so with all that in mind, I picked out Gucci Bamboo — the woody, floral, fresh new scent from Gucci Fragrance; and flowers from Muck Floral in Grey Lynn, courtesy of my friend Sophie. Love you, Mum!Click to Continue!
Mates. I’m not going to lie, today was no fun at all. Took my parents to the airport first thing in the morning and had to say bye to Mum and Dad with no plan whatsoever for when I’ll see them next; then I ran all over town running errands and having the same conversation over and over with everybody I saw about how I’m leaving for New York tomorrow and feeling quite sad about it.Click to Continue!
Before I left New Zealand back in 2011 (and for probably about two years prior), I had a very specific mode of dressing that bordered on obsessive compulsive.Click to Continue!
The year that I was born, my Dad wrote an illustrated children’s book named Estralita about a statue of a beautiful girl in the Auckland Domain that came to life for one night every full moon. She’d run around the trees and dance and play, and one day a handsome young man found her and they fell in love, but she was gone by the morning. He’d come back every full moon to see her again, but then he’d be devastated when the sun came up and she’d leave him.Click to Continue!
Hello friends! For the past few years I’ve been one of those complete cliches of a human being who rejects everything about their home country. I can’t even begin to count the amount of times I’ve complained about New Zealand or New Zealanders or how isolated it is here or the tall poppy syndrome or the lack of fun things to do, or this, that, and the other thing. But home is where the heart is, and after a year of being gone (the longest time I’ve ever spent away from Auckland), I flew back in and realised how incredibly lucky I am to come from this godforsaken country.Click to Continue!