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In roundabout, single girl on Valentine’s ways, I guess you could say the February theme of my bookshelf was love. I’m slowing down in my list of books to read in 2022. But it’s giving me time to insert myself into the story and to ask questions about what influence these words are having on me. I also discovered I should probably figure out the genre of the book before launching into it.
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It’s one of those days where I just fucking hate Bali. We’re in the middle of a tropical thunderstorm, my friend’s a little homesick, and I just got sexually assaulted while driving my scooter. For the three kilometres I was followed, something didn’t feel right. I slammed on my brakes, letting him pass me twice, […]
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A trip to the mystical Byron Bay. All photos taken on a 35mm Disposable.
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Moments of a month-long birthday. All photos taken on 35mm Fujifilm Disposable.
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For someone like myself, who loved the golden age of fashion but never quite got to live it (being born in ’95 inhibits you from wearing the best collection of all time), Raf Simons walking through the doors of Calvin Klein is everything. Despite the #mycalvins movement, and I must credit the campaign, Calvin is heading back […]
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Hasn’t it been the longest time? A month and a half and my social media hiatus has been going swimmingly. But by the looks of it, I’m back. It wasn’t necessarily a pre-planned decision. I didn’t make a big deal about it. There was no sudden reason. I woke up one morning and decided to […]
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One thing that I hold with the utmost importance is writing with honesty and integrity. It’s a little like fast fashion. I dislike the concept of constantly churning out writing for the sake of churning out writing. A lot of the time I have nothing to say. It’s an ironic trait for a journalism major. […]
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2016 is undeniably a different year. In all manner of literal terms, it is a different year. One day it’s 2015 and then you wake up the next on the side of the road amongst a small village of French freedom campers and it’s 2016. It all makes perfectly logical sense. And nearly a third of […]
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I think an apology is in order. And a thank you. This is probably the best place to start. I try to limit myself to a gram a day, but when you’re working backstage at numerous fashion shows, it calls for a get out of jail free card. Last week I arrived in Auckland, slightly […]
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I’m lying on my floor amongst two suitcases, an over 46kg swarm of clothes and a few childhood mementoes (I had to google how to spell that one) that should have really been thrown out years before today, and I have come to the decision I am in a packing rut. This is the longest I […]
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