My best thoughts of the week, collected and presented to you for your Sunday reading. This week: what it means to be a well-kept woman, how Selling Sunset is ruining and improving my life, and running – can we not?
Tag: Creative Writing
Life on Film | Australia
After two years of living in Stockholm, I finally flew to Brisbane for three glorious weeks of feeling like a tourist in my own home.
My love-hate relationship with writing
Lately I've been feeling incredibly resistant to do the one thing that brings me immense joy. The thing that makes me feel purposeful, contented, warm. The thing that is good for me because I'm good at it.
Sunday’s Best 16.07.23
My best thoughts of the week, collected and presented to you for your Sunday reading. This week: physical touch as a love language, my new cyclist persona, and how I got scammed by a group of teenagers.
Sunday’s Best 12.02.23
My best thoughts of the week, collected and presented to you for your Sunday reading. This week: Steve Carrell, real estate conundrums and the euphoric experience of laughing until you cry.
Life on Film | Vol 8
Farewell to spontaneous gelato, seaside swims, high temps and minimal clothing. The last remnants of summer linger on, but in our thoughts and calendars, the season of sun is officially over. And I couldn't be happier.
Sunday’s best 07.07.22
My best thoughts of the week, collected and presented to you every Sunday. This week: new neighbours, food, my brother, adults on scooters and Instagram's identity crisis.
Life of Film | Vol 7
Airport reunions, existential conversations along the Wild Atlantic Way, forgotten backpacks on Irish islands, future in-laws introduced, pints of Guinness, a sandy, jubilant dog on the beach. This is life on film – volume 7.
Life on Film | Vol 2
By lens and by line, this is life on film. March: a season of new beginnings and a time for change. Our coats get lighter, the bluebells blossom and the sky stays bright past 4pm. The seasons are rotating, and so are our moods. We're shyly, but surely, claiming back the day and savouring each…
Siesta and Fiesta’s in Barcelona
"Who would have thought? You, me, Bella and Barcelona in the winter of 2019. Who would have thought?" The three of us are nestled into the back of a taxi, en route from El Prat Airport Terminal 2 to Plaça de Catalunya. We're driving northeast, parallel to the Mediterranean Sea coastline. It's a Friday afternoon, circa 1…










