There is nothing like a trip to the big smoke to lift me out of my work-from-home outfit rut. Yes, there, I’ve admitted it. My day-to-day look has been wanting of late. Sure it’s suited my daily computer-bound routine and I do love my Havis but really it was time to step up. Especially if… Continue Reading
It’s such a relief for it to get past the “it’s too hot to cover up my arms” stage of a stinky, sweaty summer. Because while I’m all for waving the tuckshops around like I just don’t care when it is so hot that I REALLY just don’t care, I never feel quite dressed or… Continue Reading
I’m a big believer in bringing favourite frocks or outfits out to play – many times over. What’s the point of wearing something once and then letting it sit in the depths of your wardrobe, all sad and neglected because it never gets to party again? No point, I tell you, Stylers. Whenever I have… Continue Reading
It’s 28 years since I arrived at the University of Queensland to move into Women’s College, ready to start my journalism studies. No-one from my country Queensland high school was moving into the same residential college. My boyfriend was an hour or so away studying in Toowoomba. It was just me, my dodgy mid-’80s perm,… Continue Reading
I was discussing the important things in life with my mate Mrs Woog last week. You know, like how to tell if someone is suitable-new-friend material by the type of shoes they wear for the school pick-up or the medicinal qualities of a Frosty Fruit iceblock on a summer’s afternoon … And then she hit… Continue Reading
Ahh, how about this heat? Well, maybe it’s not so hot where you are but I tell you here in Queensland it feels like I’m still in Bali … except without the private pool, air-con and cocktails on tap. Yep, it’s back to reality. And a mega dose of it with back to school this… Continue Reading
I’m a veteran of water parks and water slides from way back. One of my earliest water slide experiences re-opened recently after many years. This particular slide near where I now live follows the contour of a steep hill. Back in the day, urban myths abounded of people actually getting so much “air” on one particular bend… Continue Reading
Sponsored by Hilton HHonors Mr SY works smack bang in the centre of Brisbane city. Surrounded by innumerable shops, restaurants and bars. Most Friday nights as he walks past those aforementioned shops, restaurants and bars on his way to the train station to hot foot it back up the highway to home, he laments not being able… Continue Reading
As the rain poured down on my parents’ tin roof early Boxing Day morning, I breathed a temporary wardrobe and hair sigh of relief. It seemed there would finally be a small respite from the heat and humidity that is a summer in Queensland. It is ok. I’m used to it. All but two Christmases… Continue Reading
It had been too long between visits. Four years too long to be precise. North Stradbroke Island, just a 40-minute barge ride across Moreton Bay from Brisbane, is one of those places the effect of even a single visit can stake a claim on your heart forever. It’s also one of those places that I… Continue Reading
It’s no secret that I do like any opportunity to glam it up. The reason? Most of my workdays are spent in front of a computer at a desk in my lounge room. I dress for comfort. The style bit, if evident at all, happens by accident. Not so last Thursday. I’d been asked to… Continue Reading
