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Periods, Pregnancy, Polycystic Ovaries & Me.
PLEASE NOTE: The subject matter of this post may be distressing. It talks about miscarriage and fertility issues. Those, my dear readers are my ovaries. Never thought you’d see those things now would you!? These internal ultrasound images (yes, it was as unpleasant as it sounded) were taken in 2008. I’d just turned 22. It feels like SO much has changed since then, and it has, but it turns out, my body really IS changing. Periods. It’s something some girls look forward to, others dread. I of course was sure that I’d get them for the first time in the middle of my Science Class and would never live it…
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If you really knew me…
There has been a lot of these posts floating around the blogosphere, and seeing as I’m kind of in a blogging slump, with my head being caught up in unpacking and such, I thought I’d join in. You’d know that I feel most alive when I’m surrounded by nature and animals. That being said, I like to have the modern conveniences of toilets, running water and internet. I’d love to just live in a beautiful house in the middle of a forest. You’d know that I don’t feel like ‘me’ without coloured hair. When I’ve tried going back to a more ‘natural’ colour, I get depressed. I tend to always go back…
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A post is which I ramble about stuff.
Sometimes I worry if I share too much on my blog, I don’t share it all, it’s only the tip of the iceberg but being so open on the internet can be hard. Blogging about fashion is easy, blogging about body acceptance comes natural to me, but being open and sharing stuff about my mental health can be hard. What if it puts people off? What if it jeoperdises working with a brand in the future? Then I remember, this is MY blog, and everybody has problems. My life is in scrambles at the moment. I don’t know which was is up and I feel so tired. Half my stuff is…
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A Love letter to New Zealand.
Waiting to board my flight home to Australia. When I was growing up, one of my best friends was an older male. Most people would see him as an older brother figure and to a degree he was, but really, he was my best friend. He was from New Zealand and for many years he was what I’d think of when I thought of New Zealand. It was with him that I sat in the cinema falling in love with the landscape of J.R.R Tolkiens Middle Earth come to life, it was then, I fell in love with New Zealand. Me, in around 2005. Being a hobbit/wizard at the LoTR exhibition in Sydney.…
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Holding on and letting go.
It will be weird to say goodbye to a house that feels like part of the family, I moved in to it when I was around 5, I don’t have many memories from before this house. This is the house I lived in all through my school years. The front yard was where Kylie and I would twirl around and round in circles and then colapse to the ground on. The first pool is where Kylie and I would go on adventures involving mermaids and underground doors leading to places that only held burgers. That pool had to be replaced because our dog King loved the water so much, he…