Dying my hair grey and maintaining the colour

Dying my hair grey and maintaining the colour

I know you guys are curious about me dying my hair grey. There are always questions and comments about it when I share a photo on the Facebook or Instagram pages. And I’m not going to sugarcoat it, it’s a pain in the butt sometimes. Grey is probably the hardest colour I’ve ever tried to maintain, and I’ve tried most of them! It’s one of those things, I suppose. Great in theory, but almost impossible to do well. I know. I tried and failed to get to this colour for a million years. Only a slight exaggeration. But we got there in the end. So, what made me decide to go grey? Well, the bottle version. I’m envious of natural grey…

Are we really surprised about body shaming in pageants?

Are we really surprised about body shaming in pageants?

Miss Canada sends a message to body shamers. Miss Canada, Siera Bearchell, was everywhere last night. While scrolling the interwebs late last night, I couldn’t sleep, I’d over-napped. That headline jumped out at me from not one, but multiple locations. Shamed for her larger body. Trolled, hitting back at the condemnation of her body, is seeking to redefine the ideals of beauty. But are we surprised? I hate to tell you, but I’m not. A woman that looks like me would never make it that far. We are weeded out in much earlier stages if we choose to compete at all. Women who are remotely ordinary are not in the international arena, so what are we talking about here? Are we…

Because glorifying obesity, that’s why.

Because glorifying obesity, that’s why.

There’s this thing that happens when you blog about plus size fashion and combine it with confidence and body positivity. People will tell you that through doing that, you are glorifying obesity. That I am waving a flag and saying hey you, you should be fat too because look how happy I am! But here’s the thing. I’m fat and I like clothes. Thanks to the internet, people let me talk to them about personal style and finding clothes that fit. Which is actually a legitimate issue once you pass the standard clothing store sizes. I do this by taking photos of myself, there’s no one else around here I could use. I am front and centre, no ambition to…

Write

Write

I came home this afternoon and it occurred to me, there was nothing much to do. The Confident You emails finished today and for two weeks now it had been my routine to come home, log in and polish and schedule the email. I’m done. We did it. I’ve finished the challenge and I feel every bit like we just had a challenge. You know, tired but sort of hyped too. That sort of feeling.  Instead of the “work-work” there is to do, I decided to open a blank page here. See what showed up. Like, be a blogger or something. Part of what I’m committed to in 2017 (I know, it’s come up so fast) is to write more. To…

Closet clean out update!

Closet clean out update!

If you can even cast your mind back far enough you’ll remember my declaration that my wardrobe NEEDED a clean out. Urgently. So, did I do it, or did I totally flake out and NOT do it? Place your bets ladies and gentlemen, this is the closet clean out update. Firstly, you know it took me a while. That post was written and the tips to getting it done given months ago! MONTHS and months ago. But I did it. Finally. I culled my wardrobe and I was pretty darn ruthless. Anything that doesn’t fit me now, went. Anything that I hadn’t worn or considered wearing in recent memory, went. I probably still have more clothes than the average woman,…

I finally read #GirlBoss and this is what I got out of it

I finally read #GirlBoss and this is what I got out of it

#GirlBoss by Sophia Amoruso was one of the books I purchased in a massive buy up ages ago. I started to read it and got distracted, I never really got into it. Almost two years later I picked it up again for a day at the beach. That day I managed to read the whole thing in one sitting. I loved it. It got me excited about things. I was keen to get home and get working. This post is a sort of summary of what I took away a lot from this book. The first lesson was about what it means to work hard in business. A lot of people will tell you to work smarter, not harder. But in the…

My weekend in the Barossa Valley

My weekend in the Barossa Valley

There is much to be said about a Barossa Valley weekend well spent. And well, spent I certainly am. Or was, it’s taken me a week to put this post together, so that will give you some idea. Haha. As I wait for my plane, killing an hour or two before I’m due to board, I reflect on this. I can’t help but feel a little sentimental about the new friends I’ve made and now waved off. Bonded by women being great and generous with each other. And wine, we are bonded by wine. When Nat spoke to me about joining her on a business retreat for her clients in the Barossa Valley, I was always a yes. Nat plus wine…

It’s our 7th Birthday!

It’s our 7th Birthday!

On the 29th of October, in the final hours of the day, this little blog turned seven years old. SEVEN. How is that for something special? This blog that has loved and supported me, been my place to vent and an opportunity to effect change in my small way. This blog has become like a member of the family. And I don’t know if you guys realise it, but you are part of that too. A major part. The biggest of parts. Some of you have been here since the beginning, some signed up and joined the fun last week. Whenever and however you first made your way here, know that you are part of this. You leave your mark…

I feel personally victimised by the change of star signs thing.

I feel personally victimised by the change of star signs thing.

I can’t be the only one out there that heard there is a thirteenth star sign and freaked out a little. Because I did. I know my sister and cousin did. It’s a strange thing to admit to, I know, but I did. I’m proud of my Aries’ness. I wear the short-temper and ambition like a badge. I nod knowingly when talk turns to loyalty and personality by the bucket load. I motivate myself with thoughts of personality traits I found mirrored in my star sign. I feel like I know myself better because of it. I love being an Aries and I feel like I AM an Aries. But apparently, I’m a Pisces. WTF. Hmmm. My sign has always been in the 5 day cusp…