Sunday, September 14, 2014
In case there was any doubt that spring has sprung in Sydney (and believe you me, there was plenty of doubt after all that rain) the city turned on the charm this weekend. Blue skies and stupidly pretty blossoms for miles! I might have even got a hint of sunburn on my nose...
Oh, well, the price you pay.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Photo: Marina Bay Sands
In just over one month, I'm going on holidays to Singapore – by myself. It's my first solo trip overseas, ever. And while I'm crazy excited, I'm also a wee bit terrified. Because, really, when you stop and think about, anything could happen. One minute you're shopping for bargains at Zara, the next you've been mugged by wild monkeys with a fetish for backpacks. (Don't laugh. Apparently this is a genuine possibility…) So for the past week, my brain has been flipping between two thoughts:
1. "How awesome will it be to spend a whole week doing whatever I want whenever I want?" (So awesome.) And…
2. "What if I get stolen and no-one knows where to look for me?"
I've seen Taken, I know how these things go down.
But I'm trying to keep that second thought faaaar from my brain because, actually, it's totally bonkers. When I'm not on holidays, I'm by myself all the time. I live by myself. I get around by myself. I even take myself to dinner sometimes when I feel like fajitas and no-one else is around to go for Mexican. Dammit, I'm the Independent Woman that Destiny's Child sings about.
But just in case, I've already warned my sister to expect daily text message updates of my plans for the day. (As a nifty side benefit, I kinda hope telling her I'm planning to lounge by an infinity pool 57 floors above Singapore city while she goes to work will make her sick with jealousy…)
Monday, September 1, 2014
Photo source: unknown
…is for spring to start. The weather today was incredible – warm, sunny, blue skies for miles…
Or so I'm told. I wouldn't know. I spent the whole day in the office. But it seemed to put everyone else in a stellar mood.
Regardless of the fact they are predicting rain for the foreseeable future, I'm confident there will be more sun to come – and just the thought of it makes my giddy. I'm crazy about this time of year, when it feels like everything is starting fresh… and it becomes warm enough to eat ice-cream again without freezing yourself from the inside out.
So bring it, spring. I'm ready for longer days, shorter skirts and all the flowers Sydney gardens can handle.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Last week I celebrated my 28th birthday with lots of friends, a seriously hot black jumpsuit, and so so much cake. As far as birthdays go, it was a pretty smashing one.
There's something really nice about getting older, don't you think? Learning a little more than before. Growing a little more. Changing a little more. I wouldn't shift anything in my life right now. I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be, and man am I excited about what's to come. This last year has delivered some tough-to-take lessons, but one thing I have mastered is resisting the urge to be everything to everyone. Fact: I'm not going to be every person's favourite flavour. I get that now – and, you know what, it's okay. Because we're all different people, and thank god for that.
I feel like right now, I know myself better than I have at any point in the past. And I might just like myself a little better, too. So for the record, let's lay it down: at 28, I am, unapologetically...
...a girl who loves to blast Taylor Swift in the kitchen.
...a girl who 90% of the time would rather stay in.
...a girl with not just a job, but a career.
...a girl who can (kinda) walk in heels.
...a girl with a lot of big ideas.
...a girl who knows a fifth cocktail is never a good idea. But occasionally orders one anyway.
...a girl who still meets new people with a little too much trust.
...a girl who can reverse park in a pinch.
...a girl who always puts family first.
...a girl who loves candles, and cushions, and throw rugs.
...a girl who talks too much, but doesn't dance enough.
...a girl who secretly still harbours dreams of becoming a ballerina. Or Ryan Gosling's wife.
...a girl who sometimes likes her own company more than others'.
...a girl who would spend her last $10 on fresh flowers.
...a girl who believes in kindness above all else.
...a girl who can kick goals some days – but not every day.
And if you don't like that? No biggie. I'll just shake it off, T-Swizzle style.
Friday, August 15, 2014
Full time jobs. Man, they take up a lot of hours. Where is the time for fun things like blogging when you are at work every day until dinnertime? I haven't even had time to Instagram much lately, so you just know things are dire...
There is a silver lining on the horizon, though. I got myself a shiny new work gig (you know, just to tide me over until I can afford to make the whole retirement thing happen...) But honestly, I'm stupidly excited about what's coming next for me. And I'm not just talking about the new work wardrobe I plan to purchase. It's gonna be rad, I can feel it in my bones.
If the universe was issuing report cards right now, mine would read as follows... Exceeding expectations: Watering plants, cooking salmon, finding cow-print boots on sale. Needs improvement: Emptying the recycling, cutting down on heater usage, adhering to bedtimes. Note to self – I really have to work on that last one.
I've also been trying (and failing miserably) to eat healthy. It was a girl at work's idea to go carb-free and, like a complete idiot who had a brain freeze and forgot that I live for bread, I agreed to do it too. Naturally, I failed the first six days (pizza, sliders, garlic bread... I don't fail in half measures!) but I'm getting better. And so far, so good. Well, "good" in the sense that I'm living a successful carb-free existence, although I'm not sure it ever feels good to say no to a slice of banana bread.
It's worth noting there's been a lot of Suits watching going on at my place. And a lot of guacamole consumed. And a lot of candles being lit (they make every night feel like an instant trip to Rancho Relaxo). And there are a ridiculous amount of blossoms out in my neighbourhood. Oh, and I have a birthday coming up. So life is actually looking pretty spectacular this minute.
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
When I bought tickets to Strictly Ballroom for my mama on Mother's Day, it felt like July was aaaages away. But whaddaya know?! I blinked and we're here. Half way through the year! Slow down already, won't you, days... I need a minute to stop and take a breather.
And that's kind of exactly what I did today. I took the day off work (my second day off this week, but who's counting? Apart from my boss, maybe...) and mum and I spent it the best way possible, seeing one of our favourite movies reworked for the stage. The whole show was an absolute blast. The theatre was decked out to the nines, with lights and disco balls and colourful posters lining the walls, and the costumes were 10% fabric, 90% sequins and feathers. You can tell Baz Luhrmann had a hand in brining it to life.
If you're in Sydney, I highly recommend it. It's straight-up fun.
PS. I caught up on The Bachelorette tonight. And I'm telling you, if Andi doesn't pick Marcus, I'm going to riot.