I am a woman of principle. And Halloween is just another evil invention of the industrialized world that exploits our young children to get us to spend more money on things we don’t need.
People sometimes ask me if I find it difficult to write a book. The answer is no. The writing itself is easily done, you just sit down, open the laptop and jot down the words as they come. Writing a good book is an entirely different question, and yes, I find it very difficult to […]
Only if you have the right experience…
Somewhere I had read about us all moving towards a look that was preliminarily reserved for the porn industry. Fake boobs, fake nails, fake tan – even hair extensions and b(l)each blond hair had initially only been associated with the world of Dirk Diggler. Since The Only Way is Essex at the latest, we should […]
It’s been a classic case of too much on my plate for a while now. So much on my plate actually that I didn’t find the time to spend a Selfridge’s gift voucher, which I received with glee as a birthday present from Big M. In July. When I raided through my winter wardrobe the […]
Kate at Writing and Moaning. Well done, Kate. I hope will enjoy your Bed of Nails and that your back will start to feel better soon!
In an ideal world, I’d have a private cook, a personal trainer that comes to my house and a massage therapist that takes away the strains of my lady-who-lunches lifestyle. In my world, there are Innocent Veg Pots, gruesome Pilates reformer classes and a spiky mat that is supposed to boost my overall wellbeing with […]
I drink it when I’m happy and when I’m sad. Sometimes I drink it when I am alone. When I have company I consider it obligatory. I trifle with it if I’m not hungry and I drink it when I am. Otherwise I never touch it, unless I am thirsty. Madame Lily Bollinger
Fashion week is over and done, the wind is ripping the yellow leaves off the trees and a hot tea all of a sudden sounds much more tempting than ice-cold Pimm’s and lemonade. Time to loosen that tiny, waist-cinching belt and treat yourself to the ultimate fashionista’s delicacy: Prêt-à-Portea at the Berkeley Hotel.
I admit it. I am a crap parent. The philosophy by which our daughter is raised follows the principles of PLR (The Path of Least Resistance), i.e. I am trying to make it as easy for myself as it can possibly get. It’s Hipp instead of baby led weaning (I never got the point of […]