BEAUTY, CONFIDENCE AND THE FUTILE PURSUIT OF PERFECTION
I’ve recently come to an enlightened conclusion: beauty as a concept is truly messed up. That it changes by season and culture, geography and social media fad makes attaining it a full-time, exhausting job. As I write this, I’m thinking about
SOME GOOD WOOD: SHARING MY FAVOURITE FRAGRANCES + GIVEAWAY!
I woke up this morning feeling really out of it. Our daughter has been down with a flu from hell for the last four weeks and we’ve barely gotten any sleep the last two nights. Last night was particularly bad
SELF-CARE: IT BECOMES ME, AND IT CAN BECOME YOU TOO
The thing about juggling multiple roles – mother, wife, domestic goddess, sister, daughter, friend, valuable employee, CEO of light enjoyment, fitness enthusiast, meal prepping avoider, Chief Nutrition Officer, intermittent-fasting novice, reluctant digital social butterfly, budding entrepreneur, purposeful procrastinator, etc –