The Last Word

I was trying to avoid writing about the Harry and Meghan, the Duke and Duchess of Sussex’s withdrawal from the frontlines of the royal family.

Growing up, I avoided the sun mainly because it made me sweat and I would always feel sticky and uncomfortable.

I think I managed to maintain my 2019 resolution as it relates to fashion consumption fairly well.

My therapist once told me that the holiday season is the one of the busiest periods for her and in the industry in general.

Who knew gym for your face would be an actual thing?

They say the only thing constant is change but being stuck in a rhythm feels so comfortable and safe. 

Maybe it is the winter, or maybe it’s the fact that I am feeling extremely nostalgic about a Guyanese-style Christmas with December around the corner, or a combination of both but of recent I find myself making Guyanese treats.

I have done virtually nothing, and Christmas has already started to exhaust me.

One hundred and sixty minutes. That is the amount of time I spent cycling this past Monday. 

My eyes always light up at showroom windows when I pass them.

I don’t find Germany incredibly capitalist. I suppose it’s because at its core and surface level socialist policies are so strongly interwoven.

Most discussions around screen time tend to be generally targeted at children.

I was never a deliberately environmentally conscious person. Whatever attitudes I had towards recycling, and whatever patterns I factored into my behaviour as it relates to caring for the environment were more like habits I was taught to have.

Switching off digitally and from routine life is incredibly hard. Even with the best of intentions to do so before a holiday, the days leading up to it can seem quite manic and even if you have managed to do so from work and routine life, a digital disconnection is just plain difficult.

This week in attempt to prepare for a getaway with my husband, I decided to take a trip to the mall.

I think the Victoria Secret supermodel era is enjoying its final moments of desire, if there is actually any left; a change that is pretty much welcomed by most women.

The reality of turning 30 this month hasn’t really sunk in for me.

During the winter, almost every day, I silently wish for summer to arrive.

Eating healthy is all the rage today. Scroll through Instagram’s explore page and you will see what appears to be a million and one voices shouting at you to be healthy.

While youth sometimes makes you feel as if you have all the time in the world, growing older forces you to contemplate certain aspects of your life.