By Samantha Papesch
I scream, you scream… and it’s only the start of the silly season.
If your chest is beginning to tighten at the impending volume of festivities, it’s time to stop, breathe, and prioritise.
I scream, you scream… and it’s only the start of the silly season.
If your chest is beginning to tighten at the impending volume of festivities, it’s time to stop, breathe, and prioritise.
Ahh, coconut oil. Where have you been all my life?
Never in my wildest dreams did I expect a voguish foodstuff to bring me such pleasure, but for the past four months it’s been championing simplicity for me, and fulfilling my minimalistic desires in oh, so many ways.
But, not in the place you might think. Like the kitchen.
No, no, no. This seductive natural extract is the hero of my everyday beauty routine.
This isn’t a story about how I lost weight. And, it’s not a tale lamenting the reasons I’ve let myself go. Instead, it’s a blog about letting go of the weight of my body issues.
As I write this, I’m on guard. My (almost) eight year old daughter keeps looking over my shoulder, curious to read my screen.
It’s her at the centre of my thoughts.