Sunshine, on My Window

27 degrees and sunny, on a winter’s day. Are you joking? But also, how amazing!
God, I love a Perth winter. Saturday was absolutely glorious, and Sunday didn’t disappoint either.

So what does a gal do with all this sun? Soak it UPPPPP!
Papa Bell asked me kindly to housesit his place while he and Melissa flew to Broome for the weekend.
As his house is a 5 minute walk from the beach, I’m so glad I didn’t turn this offer down. After waking up early (cheers Andrew) I took myself for a little beach stroll, breathing in the fresh air and stretching my legs. I came back to a very sad looking dog, begging to be taken out… so I went for another walk. On a day like this, I couldn’t resist!


Look at that face! I hate these kind of dogs, but Sparki is so beautifully ugly – with a huge underbite and disproportioned body, it’s so hard not to love him!
Until he steals one of your socks, develops lock jaw and then cries like a baby because he doesn’t know what to do with it.

The rest of the day was equally as blissful, celebrating a dear friend’s birthday over delicious breakfast and incredible coffee.

IMG_5433Laura chose the new spot Finlay and Sons for her special day, and it couldn’t have been more perfect. I can see this becoming my new favourite local. A full menu with too many choices, coffee I knocked back in about 30 seconds, and the most gorgeous, aesthetically pleasing interiors make this girl very happy.

IMG_5432Just look at that rose gold and exposed brick; love love love!
The staff are lovely, and the food is divine. I caved to my standard order of bircher muesli, and was not disappointed in the slightest.

IMG_5435Anh’s mushrooms on goat’s cheese toast looked and smelt unbelievable, the truffle oil wafting in my direction almost gave me food envy. I can’t wait to come back here!

IMG_5436The birthday girl, what a doll! Happy Birthday LB, we love you enormous amounts!

The rest of the day was spent riding to watch my girl’s play netball, quickly popping in to see Andrew and racing back to Dad’s place to feed the pooch.
Anh, Brooke and I had the perfect night in – thai takeaway, rosé, 10 Things I Hate About You and Sean’s homemade caramel slice.

What a classic! Bless you Heath Ledger.

Sunday began with a coffee run to meet up with Book Club over a home cooked breakfast. THANK YOU BROOKE!
Also, please do not ever read The Virgin Suicides. Or watch the movie, we made both errors.

IMG_5446One netball world cup final (YES AUSTRALIA!), a sneaky vino for a friend’s birthday and a fajita bowl on the couch whilst watching House of Cards; and that was my weekend, done and dusted.

I live for the weekend, and I’m sure you can see why! Gotta love these days in the sun, exercising, eating, talking absolute nonsense with the people I love most – I couldn’t ask for anything better.

I hope you all had an equally lovely weekend.
Happy Monday!


Can You Paint with All the Colours of the Wind?


I know, I’ve been a terrible blogger lately. I promise some decent content soon.

In the meantime, I’d like to discuss running.
Not running away from problems, not my pair of stockings running (although that did happen this week!) and not running out of ideas for blog posts. Just the usual, standard running.

Now, as I have mentioned before, I am not by any stretch of the imagination a running kind of gal.
I love my konga classes, can’t get enough of yoga, could ride my bike everyday and have the best time on a netball court. Running, however, has never been my forte. I can walk (at a brisk pace of course) forever, give me some decent tunes or a good podcast* and I’ll be off.
The issue that is occurring now though, is that this isn’t enough anymore. I feel the need to run, like my body kind of wants to get going, and it does sometimes, but I’ll run for a kilometre or so and give up.

THEREFORE. I have decided to sign up for a fun run to give myself some motivation. I believe that I can do it, I just need to get over these demons in my head, and I think a deadline would be a good way to challenge this.
To concrete this decision, I have conned my friend Anh into running with me, and … ahh, written a blog about it.

I thought a fun run would be a good place to start, so why not pick the funnest run of them all?

2015-06-11 10_19_16-The Color Run Australia (@thecolorrunaus) • Instagram photos and videos

The Color Run

And thus, the training begins. Wish me luck!


*Podcasts are taking over my life right now. I got hooked on Serial, then devoured Criminal. My favourites at the moment are Gilmore Guys, This American Life and Mamamia Out Loud.
If anyone has any recommendations, I am all ears!

Exercise, Ex Er Cise, Ex Ar Size, Eggs are Sides… For Bacon

I’m going to fill you in on a little secret. I hate exercise.
The thought of running makes me feel ill. I get too shy in gyms, and I’m not coordinated enough for team sports.
But I LOVE The Jungle Body.

After a little research, and help from a friend that already has a Jungle Body – seriously, she looks smokin, I turned up to a Konga class one day to give it a go.

Now, I am absolutely hooked!
Have a look for yourself: The Jungle Body.
They have a bunch of different classes, and you can work as hard as you like, there’s no pressure!
I’m not trying to preach, obviously exercise is different for everyone. I just want to let you know what I really enjoy doing.

The class I go to is in Morley, with the most amazing instructors. Check them out here: The Jungle Body with Shereice.
Shereice is almost 5 months pregnant, but nothing slows her down! She has help from Lisa, who is equally as amazing, for the higher intensity routines.

I highly recommend this program, have a look and see if there is one in your area.

All you need to bring is:


A good pair of sneakers, some comfortable work out gear (I recommend a decent sports bra, you gonna be jumpin’),


A yoga mat for floor work, lots of water, a towel for when you get a bit sweaty, and 10 smackaroos.


And if you really enjoy it, pick yourself up a 10 class pass for $80.


Before class.


And after. Hot, red, sweaty, but very happy.

“If you still look cute after Konga, you didn’t work hard enough!”

Like I said, this isn’t for everyone. Some people really enjoy a long run, or playing sport, or reps at the gym. For me, this is fun, and I come away from class feeling like I worked hard.