In my Last Supper there's Jesus, or King Karl of Lagerfeld, self-professed hater of fatties, uglies, and seemingly anyone who doesn't neatly fit his ideal of beauty! Yeah, yeah, I know he designs pretty things, but does that automatically give him authority to publicly humiliate those he finds not so pretty?
The sun has arrived, and a new light is cast into our homes, calling for a fresh look at our interiors. Similar to fashion, it's unlikely that many of us can get a whole new wardrobe each season, so it is all about ways of updating our spaces with small accessories - and perhaps a few big splurges along the way!
After the Easter scoff-fest, and as magazines begin to herald the latest way to get a 'Beach Ready Body' for Summer, minds may well be turning back to those abandoned gym resolutions. Here's my selection of gym bag beauty treats and all other manner of exercise carrots to help you get back on track with those fitness resolutions.
We hear the stories of many fellow comrades who have fallen foul to that 'vampiric' institution of unpaid internships which appears to sap the elixir of life from aspirational go-getters. These people have watched The Devil Wears Prada one time too many. There's a whole corner of the internet dedicated to sharing these exaggerated cosmopolitan horror stories.
As I touch the different fabrics a sea of memories transport me to a sentimental zone that nothing else in my room has, even photographs. Each garment is a piece of me at different times in my life, all the sides of a woman concealed silently in a draw and I instantly feel fiercely protective of all of them.
I fell down the deep, dark internet rabbit hole of gazing at seemingly endless photographs of Kate Middleton's outfits. And who could blame me, really? The woman's mix of high end fashion and chain store bargains is something to be marvelled at... But here's where the real problem lies: I'm an Australian republican.