Liam and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary on Tuesday, so that was a pretty amazing start to the week! I’m so incredibly lucky to be able to count someone as amazing as him as my best friend and partner in crime, and the last 2 years has absolutely flown by. We are polar opposites in pretty much every aspect of our lives and personalities, but the things that count match up; our humour, morals and family values all align, and that’s a few of the most important things to me.View Post
Only 50 minutes southeast of Melbourne is a little known 185 acre (75 hectare) avian paradise called Birdsland. I grew up in Mount Dandenong, and even then I hadn’t heard of this place till I went on an internet hunt for a new walking spot recently. There wasn’t a whole heap online about it, but it was only a 20 minute drive from where the horses live, so if it turned out to be a dud spot, no harm done.
This weeks find is 2 gorgeous full-length dresses, priced at a basement bargain of $15 from Hampton Salvos Op Shop. The first is from seed femme, and with its’ deep navy voluminous wavy lengths and roped waist detail, I get a distinctly nautical vibe from it. Perfect for those slightly cooler summer evenings, or for when I’ve been too lazy to shave my legs but have to go out in public.
Theo James, born Theodore Peter James Kinnaird Taptiklis on 16 December 1984, in Oxford, England, to Mum Jane and Dad Philip. The youngest of five children, he has two brothers and two sisters. Theo attended Aylesbury Grammar School in Aylesbury, Buckinghamshire which was founded in 1598, and then went on to graduate from the University of Nottingham with an undergraduate degree in philosophy. He also trained at the Bristol Old Vic Theatre School, which has trained actors such as Daniel Day-Lewis, Patrick Stewart & Gene Wilder.
It started out as one of those weeks where all you want is to go back to sleep and for time magically zip forward 7 days so you don’t have to deal with it. But alas! That’s impossible (isn’t it?!), and after all, it ended up not being so bad!
The one thing they don’t mention when they harp on about Melbourne being the world’s most livable city is how bloody hard it is to find a rental apartment here. Sure, Melbourne is amazing and I love it and I go totally over the top defending it to outsiders, but holy guacamoley rental apartment hunting here is hard! Trying to find somewhere that isn’t either in a weird neighborhood, smells of cat piss, looks like a freshly painted former crack den or is in an apartment block that seems to have a tip situated on the communal lawn our front…