No number of words can enunciate the beauty, joy and satisfaction that entails in this post. It’s just too beautiful; I might have teared up while writing it. If you’re a woman, you need ...
Whenever I feel lonely, sad, under-achieved or just a nobody, I feel the urge to write a post here. It’s really disturbing, because when I first started this blog, I didn’t want it this w...
It was quiet. Very quiet, in fact. All I could hear was the bashing of waves against the surf boards and subtle squeals of hungry seagulls far away in North Bondi. The beach was scattered with surfer...
Grace Kelly glamourised it. Madonna gave it an androgynous twist. Katharine Hepburn camouflaged her neck with its assistance. What started as an accessory trend in seasons past has now transitioned i...
Disclosure: Jersey Shore fans, I apologise for any deliberate mocking of the show and its characters. Dear Generation-come-at-me-bro, We need to have a chat. Yes, I’m talking to you, my dear....
Last week, I touched myself. For reasons barring the obvious. Don’t cringe or drop your jaw just yet. It was for a cause. For a concern. For my health. Find out why I’m scandalising you w...
I have an article published in latest issue of Cosmopolitan Australia. After sleeping with the magazine under my pillow for a week, I’ve managed to acquire a PDF copy of the article for your pr...
50 years since the cinematic brilliance sparked the silver screen, it only seems logical to pay a tribute to the movie that affected me in ways more than one. My love for pearls escalated. I fell sha...
Before you roll your eyes at this post, I have a few confessions to make. I love fitness. Healthy food is delicious, a million times better than any fried crap. My pantry has more super food than rea...
Warning: Shameless Plug… continue to read and I’ll bake you a cookie. Okay, so it took me about a 150 years to jump on the bandwagon, but hey, at least I did it. I am on Tumblr now. Mainl...
First Published on Fashionising.com Call it an injection of happiness in the wardrobe or just a blow of optimism in the retail conundrum, but bold colours are certainly the talk of the town. No matte...
Warning: This is not a pity post. Neither is it a smart-arse piece inspired by ‘Sex and the City’. Don’t trust me, well read away then. If we’re friends, you’d know that...
You’re on a train; fidgeting with your scarf, fixing your hair, readjusting your handbag. You look up and a gorgeous, handsome man is staring at you. What do you do? You look away and still fee...
I’ve played the game of going to a fancy restaurant and asking for a ‘table for one’. I still remember getting strange and sympathy-laden look from staff. Imagine announcing to the ...
Sick as a dog (twice), eating double the amount as a cover up for every meal that i’d missed out and getting used to my ‘real’ height (no stiletto business, anymore). This was post-...
Pippa Middleton, Prince Harry, the permanently-shocked Grace – kindly step aside. Even though you all may look glorious on a magazine cover, post-wedding, Princess Beatrice’s wedding atti...
I’d be lying if I said that I haven’t practiced my Academy Award speech. Standing in front of the mirror with a perfume bottle (closest replica) and tearing up at the sheer brilliance of ...
Remember the time when your mum didn’t let you wear eyeliner to school. Not even a subtle dust of black kohl. I don’t know about your mother, but mine made sure that my high school memori...
Fuzzy words. I’m trying to comprehend the front-page article. Newspaper is crumpling in my hands. This is ridiculous, I can’t even hold a piece a paper. Grumbling at my co-passenger’...
First Published on Sassisam on February 23, 2011 Nicola Finetti is a man whose love for architecture, shape and a modern silhouette is obvious from all his collections. There’s no surprise in his rec...
Oh don’t freak out just yet. I can’t possibly be bored of this city, already. This time I’m moving houses within Sydney. Because guess what - I HAVE A HOUSE. I don’t have to s...
Seven days. I can hardly believe it has been a week since I landed in this city. The reason I say that is because it feels longer than that. My grand entrance on February 12 at Sydney airport was A D...
As I sit on my couch and feel the familiar breeze flirt with my hair, there is a sense of nostalgia creeping down my spine. A chilling sensation of leaving something behind. Something that was so dea...
Now I’m chopping my fingers off as I type this, but Justin Bieber inspired me to write this post. It all began with an episode of Ellen and one of her viewers and then Bieber was on it and blah...
Raise your hand if you want to grab one week worth of work experience in Australia’s top-selling fashion and lifestyle magazine? I don’t see a single hand down. I thought so. Raise your h...
Picture this – it’s your first day of school. You enter a classroom full of new faces, you’re scared. Every set of eyes is staring at you. You want to run back home and play with yo...
The red carpet was laid down, the tele-prompter was packed with witty questions and all the limos lined up in front of Beverly Hills Hilton. It was glamorous, it was superficial and it managed to som...
When I was a little girl, I used to watch movies where a girl would leave her home after graduation and set her eyes on knitting her own identity in the world. She would jet set to the land of big bu...
Every year over a million women (and men) cling on a diet plan to either get their ‘bikini-perfect’ or ‘kicking the winter bug’ body. It’s usually around this time of th...
… is youuuu… ooh babbbyyyy! Ok i’m getting carried away, i know! Mariah Carey has been rocking my iPod playlist. I don’t blame her but my undying Christmas spirit. Every decor...
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