a year

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A note about New Years: I reserve the opinion that they essentially always suck, are subpar and anticlimactic. Like I said, they remain on the scale of standardly shitty but a few good ones really shine through: the one where I had strep throat and scarlet fever, the one where a car ran over my phone and, most recently, the one where at age 20 I was grounded and punished by being forced to attend a 4-year-olds crazy hat party with my parents.

Although, with my 20 years of (clearly) unparalleled wisdom and insight I have come to realise New Year’s Eve doesn’t necessarily preface the year you’re going to have. Neither does New Year’s Day.

My mum has this weird superstitious tradition of always eating black-eyed peas on January 1st. I think it’s an American thing. Anyway, we’re in Italy and she couldn’t find her special beans at any of the fancy bodegas- so I reminded her that we’ve had some pretty shitty years when we have eaten the beans. She agreed and we’re probably going to eat leftover pizza tomorrow instead.

So, to end it on a cynical note, it doesn’t matter if you eat the beans, New Year’s Eve is overhyped and resolutions are just glorified to-do lists. You don’t have to beat yourself up over not going to the gym 5 days a week or cutting back on your screen time.

Regardless, I hope your 2018 is wonderful. I mean, Trump got elected this year. It’s only up from here, right? RIGHT?!!


Wearing: Thrifted tee, thrifted skirt, Reebok sneakers.
hey6 hey1Melbourne is finally lifting itself out of the annual sad seasonal smog to bring us all new life and- wait for it- sunshine! I don’t think I really noticed the correlation between the seasons and my moods until this winter. Now, instead of rolling my corpse off a sizzling electric blanket at 8 every morning, I’m cleansing, toning and moisturising at 7, out the door (happily) by 8 and managing to squeeze a feel-good funny compilation Youtube video break in there. A new woman.

Despite feeling a looming existential crisis most of the time, that is. Early 20’s are hard. Is this the peak of my attractiveness? My housemate Nina said this to me the other day whilst we were laying on her bead, staring at the ceiling with bowls of two minute noodle remnants sprawled across the duvet cover. “You know this is probably the most attractive we’ll ever be?” God, I hope not. Yesterday I arrived at work with greasy coconut oil residue all over my head from a failed hair mask, dirty overalls and stubby little excuses for fingernails because I had bitten them all off during my last lecture. Does everybody else struggle to have it together as much as I do????????? Just curious. Anyway- I better go and work on that. Enjoy these photos of me looking more together than yesterday.

backyard bandits

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It’s been a ridiculous amount of time since I last posted here- as per usual- and I am left scrambling trying to remember what happened in the past month or so. Not a lot, probably- I’m working in a new job, it’s really cold in Melbourne, we still have mice. Like I said- uneventful. Some of these photos were taken on film last time I went home. Posting them now because I miss Adele and now Kurt’s home too, meaning everyone’s having fun without me in Queensland. Never thought I’d make that statement.

Honestly, it’s been so damn cold I haven’t had the chance to wear anything aside from jeans and unflattering knitwear- I’ve never been so excited for summer in my life. Talk soon xx

homemade dynamite

HEYhey4hey1 hey4 hey5 hey6 Wearing: Top c/o Supre, thrifted trousers, RM Williams boots. 

So I’m back on the coast for the holidays and thoroughly enjoying home’s usual delights: family, meals not cooked by me and free petrol. Mainly family. Of course. The Sunshine Coast ain’t so sunny right now (I mean you can’t really complain about 23 degrees, but I’m not swimming in the ocean unless I’m sweating on the shore u feel me) and in all honesty there’s not a tonne of things to do, so Adele and I have been driving around aimlessly for like 3 days now. And it’s been really nice. I feel like the older I get, the more I appreciate doing nothing. And naps! I even read the newspaper with my coffee this morning. That’s called maturity, folks.

I won’t bore you any longer- I miss my housemates dearly but like I said- pretty great to be home. I’ve been vlogging what I can so hopefully I can remember how to edit a video after all this time. It’s been a while. Have a wonderful night x