Making: Beds. I've gotten into a habit of doing so most mornings. Gives me the illusion that I've got my shit together. Cooki...

Good evening, groovers and shakers! I trust you are feeling fabulous and full of joie de vivre. If you're not that's okay too. I...

Brace yourselves for a trip into the worst of 80s and 90s hair. I've shared my hairstyle history before, particularly my infamous mulle...

Good morning, dear people! Or afternoon. Or evening. Depending upon where you are in the world. Of course there's less than zero chance...

Hello lovelies! I'm back again. The school term has started in my part of the world. And I was ready. Not sure that my boys were, but th...

Every now and again I emerge blinking and bewildered from my bubble. The little cocoon of obliviousness I have concocted in ord...

My TITS are in my handbag. That got your attention, didn't it? Okay, not my tits exactly, but my pretty pink Ipod that my brilliant imag...

Hello, dear people. It's been a while since I checked in  here. What's that? You didn't notice? How rude. HMPH. Anyway, the r...

Why hello groovers and shakers! I'm back after a brief interlude. I was busy sunning myself in Hawaii, drinking cocktails and reading ro...