Category: london
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I’m Not Quite Ready To Wear A Leopard-Print Kaftan This Christmas
Full-Length Kaftan by MollyKaftans How’s everyone faring in the depressing search for the perfect dress for Christmas parties and, ultimately, the big day? I’m going to admit that – having trailed all the stores to the north of Sydney and exhausted the seemingly limitless stocks of The Iconic (and the patience of the very crabby […]
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When You Travel Back To The Motherland And Feel Like A Tourist
Anybody who has migrated to another country will understand the conundrum of whether “home” will always be the place in which you were born or your adopted country. At this stage of life – the old AF period just prior to death – the question can become all the more poignant with our tendency to […]
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Royal Baby #3
I like to think that I am a good person, but fundamentally, I must be a bitch, (as well as a hypocrite if you look at my last post about women supporting women), because I can’t help feeling a tad jealous about the way Kate squeezed out another heir, seemingly without a perfectly-coiffed, soft-curled hair out […]
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Heghan – There’s Something About Harry
I failed miserably to maintain the cynicism of my Royal Grinchness as I watched the Harry/Meghan engagement interview yesterday, although it is irritating how difficult it is to turn their names into some catchy moniker such as Kimye or Brangelina, which is why I’ve decided on Heghan. My apologies – I’ve used this phot before. […]
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And Now For Some Food Porn From London
The old man lost weight while we were away – which is obviously grounds for divorce – and as far as I can see there can be no biological culprit of this inequality, other than my old friend menopause. Because we ate mostly the same quantity of food while we were away – if you […]
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Finding The Perfect Cocktail Dress At Fifty
Exciting! I remember thinking facetiously as I ripped open the invitation to my father’s third wedding, which takes place in London this week – (hence journey from hell mentioned in previous post) – unable to repress the feeling of being every inch the middle-aged Cinderella, when it dawned on me I’d need a dress. Eat your […]
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Man Spreading, Bread Rolls And Lesbian Sex: The First World Issues Of The Global Traveller
I’ve moaned before about the Everest of all tortures; that is the twenty-four hour long-haul flight from Sydney to London. One that rivals any agony ever to be invented for breaking terrorists by the Americans at Guantanamo Bay. Well, somehow we survived it. Unlike childbirth, it’s not so easy to forget every moment spent gritting […]
Louisa Simmonds 