Table for one, please.

Today, I just want to curl up in bed. I'm on the tram aimlessly scrolling through Instagram to take my mind off the fact I'm heading into work. It's a beautiful, crisp morning and my new pom pom hat provides a perfect cushion for me to rest my weary head against the wet, cold window. … Continue reading Table for one, please.

A letter to my 21 year old self

With every passing year, my dear Mum is extremely prone to beautiful, profound and heartfelt messages about how extraordinary life is while also gently reminding me that it moves incredibly fast... blink, and you might just miss it. I have to admit, I didn't always believe her  when I was a fresh-faced 21-year-old, I always … Continue reading A letter to my 21 year old self