I am currently obsessed with the eye candies that Anna Remarchuk has so meticulously created! Her creations are dreamy and romantic, playfully marrying petals and papyrus. Take a look!
Ashley Harrington posted an ad on Facebook looking for a formal date for her roommate who was too busy studying for an MCAT at the University of Michigan that she did not have time to meet people.
Old boring black yoga pants are out, sexy peek-a-boo yoga pants are in. We are currently obsessing about see-through yoga pants that will make all eyes on you at the gym for sure. It just shows enough skin to satisfy one’s imagination, and the rest is your secret to keep. A woman can’t and shouldn’t tell everything all at once. Some things are best left to the imagination.
Today, on International Women’s Day, I came across this stunning photo, shot by Reuben Wu. This image is so captivating, so poignant, that it inspires today’s Letter From My Bed.
The last twelve months, I have witnessed the strength and resilience of the women who adorn my life. They are the helping hands when you need it most, they are the therapists when you can’t afford one, they are the cheerleaders that make you believe you can, the bandaid that sits with your boo-boo on the bathroom floor with two pints of Haagen Daaz, they are your Gayle Kings on a Friday night after a date gone bad, they are the she-ee-ohs who plant the seed called ‘Of course you can!’ in you, they are your soul sisters whose ripple effect of kindness make you so damn lucky that life on earth is shared with women like them.
Monday, April 15, 2013 is a date that Roseann Sdoia will never forget. It was the day that she stood near the finish line of the annual Boston Marathon, cheering on the runners. It was the day that she witnessed firsthand a deadly terrorist bombing, and in her attempt to reach safety, she “basically ran into the bag that had the second bomb in it.”
I know this post is a little cheesy but I couldn’t help but share it anyway. 2.5 years ago I started my juice business at Marrickville Market – on that same day I met the man to my left selling dips at the stall next to me.
On Saturday, we surprised 115 of our friends and family at our wedding – which was meant to be our engagement party! This photo was taken about half an hour before the ceremony, as we walked to the venue.
I think back to that first day at the markets and how I thought I wouldn’t sell a single juice, let alone sell all of them and meet the man I would one day marry.