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I’m dragging my feet, 2014 [which is a majorly spacey number, by the way…do you feel like a Jetson every time you type it out too?]. I wasn’t quite ready for you, wasn’t… Continue reading
I’m dragging my feet, 2014 [which is a majorly spacey number, by the way…do you feel like a Jetson every time you type it out too?]. I wasn’t quite ready for you, wasn’t… Continue reading
There was a golden birthday. The birthday girl stomped home in a cloud of ill humour after picking a dumb fight with someone she adores. Then she tripped straight into a lair of all… Continue reading
Autumn took one look at me, stuck knee-deep in the writer’s block bog, and pursed her lips. Then she decided to forego the usual Victorian niceties and announce her own arrival. All I… Continue reading
A good lie in. A lazy cuppa obtained from your favorite bearded coffee purveyor. Now lace up your boots and ramble into the countryside. Do stop for a slice of lemon meringue pie… Continue reading
My mother-in-law is fearless when it comes to colour. A weekend at her house feels like a vacation in the Caribbean. (For more mouthwatering glimpses into her home, hop over to this post.)… Continue reading
This green & coral glory of a salad. With these truffley, ashy, and sharp treasures procured from the cheesemonger’s cave of wonders on the Twijnstraat. And the stone fruit, almost too pretty to… Continue reading
…spicing up the ole brekkie routine. …playing hide-and-seek. …feasting with my colourful friends. …spending happy evenings here. …shrinking my lofty 5’11 perspective down into four-year-old wonder. Any happy, life-sustaining stuff happening to you these… Continue reading
When flying off a bike and onto a snowy street, position your hips so as to bruise both your legs equally. Enjoy a week of dancing to “Single Ladies” with epic Beyonce-sized thighs.… Continue reading
A few months ago, my friend Mirte took me to the magical city of Maastricht (remember our adventure?). After exploring every last charming cobblestoned alley, we reluctantly stepped on the train back to… Continue reading
Usually I’m a sucker for reds and purples, jute rugs, dark wood and second-hand kitsch when it comes to interior design, but the crisp minimalist sensibility is growing on me with each snowy… Continue reading