When I get sad, I bake cake.
I dont know why I do it but I do. I dont come from a family of stepford wives, my mother only ever baked one kind of cake and thats the cake I like baking when I am sad.
When I am sad, I bake my mother’s pineapple upside down cake
What a week I have had! Trying to get back into the swing of fulltime study in my final year at University has come with some incredible challenges-balancing my schedule, classes, work rosters, clashing units and being able to make time for the people I love was stressful but also extremely fulfilling. At the end of the first week back I was due for some much needed “ME” time. Imagine my delight when I came home from work on a Friday to find that Mr Mailman had left me a package from the lovely folks at Trashy Diva! It was time to mix blogging with pleasure and so I gathered my picnic basket, some snacks and with the partner and his camera in tow, we headed out to the local park for a picnic and photoshoot!
Today i visited the recently opened H&M in Perth city to find out if it catered to us Pinup loving gals. Boy was I pleasantly surprised!
What do you get when you mix literature, the arts and cult cinema? Why, Sweet Grenadine, of course!
If you know me well enough, you will know that the Afghan in me is OBSESSED with roses and rose scented things. In my birth country of Pakistan, Roses arent just a valentines day thing. Roses play a huge part in our weddings, naming ceremonies, funerals and any other milestone you can imagine. Roses are…… Continue reading My Grandfather’s Roses and the art of Zen.