Conquering my fear of eyebrows

The last time I visited a beauty salon to have my eyebrows shaped/waxed I was left horrified, mentally damaged, and downright ugly. The elderly woman at Ella Bache, bless her little soul, still assumed thin, sperm like eyebrows were all the rage, and was a firm believer that your eyebrows should be very distant, mutated […]

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Three years on

Three years go I started a little keepsake book that I’d purchased from stationery heaven, Kikki K. I’ve been quite vigilant with it, and today discovered that I’d completed a whole three years worth of entries. Basically, the book has a different question for you to answer each day relating to different aspects of your […]

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Clucky or Crazy?

I’ve recently discovered that I can’t walk past a baby (or even a small child under the age of 6) without stopping completely in my tracks and proceeding to “ooh” and “aah” as they toddle past.ย My ovaries almost burst with joy when I see an adorable little munchkin wrapped up in a onesie. The other […]

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What uni has taught me

Now that I amย halfway through my university degree (that is, if I’ve passed everything), I’veย decided to sit down and work outย exactly what I’ve learnt so far. *Spoiler alert* They have nothing to do with my degree…. 1. How to parallel park University parking just may be the reason I get sent to a psych ward […]

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3 words. 8 letters.

The other day I was teaching a bunch of 5 year olds how to dance, and at the end of the class one of them came gushing over to me. I was expecting her to ask for a stamp on her hand, or even some sort of treat. She simply goes to me: “Miss Laura, […]

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