Happy news!

I am now one step closer to my writing dreams! Two days ago, my article on air-purifying houseplants for the blog of an online wellness magazine went live. Seeing my work published somewhere else other than on this blog is indeed gratifying and the joy is beyond description. Okay, it is not an earth-shattering kind of literary work which I have always dreamed of, but I am immensely thankful nonetheless for the chance given to me. And turth be told, I enjoyed writing every single word of it. Another affirmation that it's the journey that matters.

So yeah, I can officially call myself a contributor now! *beaming*

So do pop over to the website and find out what amazing plants help to cleanse toxins from your indoor air. Go now. You know you want to. :)

Winter

Winter. It spins me round and round with its icy fingers and then tosses me carelessly into its winter slump. All I want to do is hibernate and eat, hibernate and eat. But then in order to eat, I have to bloody cook! Poof! There goes my hibernation dreaming...

Winter. Cut to the bone coldness which spells one of the most exciting part of the season: change of wardrobe! Time to dig out those warm and cushiony jackets/coats, chunky woolly scarves, boots, boots and boots! All manner of it! Long boots, riding boots, ankle boots, biker boots, cowboy boots, fur-lined boots, slouchy boots.... I get heady just listing them. Where and how does one find that one perfect pair of boots? You don't. You buy a few pairs for different outfits and occasions. Just like the many dresses, sweaters, trousers, skirts, shirts you stash in your bursting cupboard. I present the same argument to the man. Even though he would not be persuaded, he grudgingly relented.

The quintessential casual-chic autumn statement

Winter. Despite the gloomy grey skyline, my face is beaming brightly because something exciting is brewing in the pipeline. I won't reveal the details just yet but I promise to do so when the time is right. So watch this space!

Winter. This year marks my turning four decades old in this Middle-earth. I hope the large numbers won't cause me to confuse reality with fantasy and be wise for a long time to come.

Photo credit: here

Tonic for the soul

I've been wandering on music desert recently that the soul is about to die of thirst. A raid for that droplet of water turned up a gem. An old gem which I used to be very fond of and still am because the words resonate especially with the maternal state in me.

And those outfits! Years later, they don't seem to go out of style and still manage to look fabulously modern. It must be the attitude wearing the clothes and not letting the clothes walk all over you.