Hearting the Harajuku Girl

It’s that time again; we are off on our next adventure tomorrow – two weeks in Japan. I know. I know. I am jealous of myself!

We are doing four destinations: Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto and Hiroshima. I’m so excited about seeing and experiencing a culture that is so different to ours.

And we are gonna look the part too. Oh yes. Everyone knows the Japanese are the most stylish people on the planet. I am not sure we will achieveΒ Harajuku status (the name given to funky street style fashion) but we will not be looking shabby, oh no; my capsule wardrobe planning has taken on a whole new level. Continue reading

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Laughing in the Rain

I looked around for a comfy chair, or a bed, or maybe the floor would do. Yes, I could just curl up in the corner by the escalator… No, I can make it upstairs, make it to Mike and then… My head was spinning, I felt sick and anxious; I felt separate to the world around me. I made it upstairs – Mike was trying on some boots. I sat down on one of the stools in the shoe department and hugged my handbag to me like a comfort blanket. It was 11 am, I was meeting a friend at 1 pm to go out for lunch and then to the theatre. Two hours felt like a very long time away. I hugged my bag tighter. Emma rang and I shared that I was having a meltdown in TKMaxx. Her Continue reading

Keeping up with the Twitter-Joneses

‘Oh bugger. I haven’t said anything on Facebook or Twitter for a few days. I will say something today, something funny and interesting and…’

All the advice on blogging is you must have a social media presence; for ‘presence’ read regular, interesting, witty and inspiring. No pressure then. And the people I know with successful blogs do just this. Not in a pushing-their-blog-down-your-throat kinda way, but in a humourous-or-inspiring-or-intriguing-networking kinda way.

And – irrespective of the blogging dimension – I like Facebook and Twitter (although I Continue reading

Owning Pink

“Promoting health without encouraging others to seek wholeness is an exercise in futility. Not until we realize that our bodies are mirrors of our interpersonal, spiritual, professional, sexual, creative, financial, environmental, mental, and emotional health will we truly heal.” Lissa Rankin, MD

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