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memories and musings

  • Silence is not good enough

    I don’t even know where to begin with the frankly disgusting news from across the pond. It already has and will have a domino effect around the world, and I find it incredibly hard to see any light at the end of this grim and shameful tunnel – one that I feel we’ve been in since last summer.

    It’s always made me uncomfortable that during times of crisis (and yes, this is a crisis of epic proportions), all we seem to be able to do for the most part is to give money. Donate here, donate there – it can feel like you’re putting a superficial bandaid on something and you’re walking away feeling self-righteous about your little deed. But donating to ACLU is probably one of the best things you can do, especially if you feel as helpless as I do and want to at least do something. Because this really is not about being American or not being American. Human decency is being crushed by one power-abusing, bigot at a time, and if we can’t stand up to them, who are we?

    / January 30, 2017
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    Hello! Happy New Year!

    I’m sensing a lot of positivity about 2017 around me. It probably has something to do with 2016 being a sad and confusing year for many, but I’ll take it. Although last year had me despondent and disappointed on more than one occasion with the goings on in the world, for me personally, it was a wonderful one in many ways. I felt especially fulfilled and excited about my work, my sister moved back to London, I was a bridesmaid for the second time and we saw two of our best friends get married, E and I felt our marriage go from strength to strength, we had incredible trips to Vietnam and the Amalfi Coast, and all our close family and friends have been healthy and happy. 

    / January 2, 2017
  • time

    3 years ago, I was a few months into marriage, living with my husband who I thought I loved then but didn’t know that I would love so much more every year that went by. I was a few months past the comfort that was student life, and though it was daunting, I had never felt so free, so myself and no one else. I was a few months into the lightness that I knew would reward me after the toughest year I’d ever been through, and every waking second was a reminder of why I stood my ground. I was a few months into living in a city I adore and still do, with my friends close by and the lifestyle of a twenty-something that I’d always hoped for. And I remember thinking, and saying out loud, “I want time to stop so I can enjoy this for as long as possible”.

    / December 9, 2016
  • the AW16 checklist

    Hello November! I may be biased as a November baby and a Christmas/NY enthusiast, but these couple of months are possibly my favourites of the entire year. Although I have a busy month ahead, I’ve selfishly planned to see almost all of my favourite people over my birthday weekend and should have a lighter load during December with fun things to look forward to, so I’m ready to roll up my sleeves and get stuck in.

    Here are, quite simply, the things I want to tick off in the coming months – all rather frivolous but happiness-inducing nonetheless!

    / November 1, 2016
  • how we live now

    I always maintained that this blog was a place of positivity, and somewhere I share the lighter side of life – what I eat, where I ago, what I read and watch. And while I still love writing about all of those things (in fact, there’ll be a list of “to-dos this season” post soon that will probably be entirely frivolous), I can’t help but feel like part of the reason for my on and off absence lately is due to my mind being on other things. I would sit down to write up about a restaurant or other random musings, and my head would be filled with things too far removed and the motivation would dissipate. 

    I’d never considered myself to be a particularly political person, probably because I‘ve never voted and can’t yet see a future in which I will have a voice in the country I call home. Especially now, in this political climate and the bitter aftermath of Brexit, E and I feel more and more uncertain about what our lives would look like if we stay in the UK – one day, we hope to have children who will be half Japanese and half French, and it’s hard to say whether a country that is seemingly succumbing to an intolerant, xenophobic society would still have more advantages than disadvantages.

    / October 11, 2016
  • on embankment bridge

    A couple of weeks ago, I turned up towards the end of E’s photoshoot for work, to give them a hand with guarding their stuff while they shot around the Southbank area. E had told me that the photographer was not only fantastic, but also very lovely and friendly, so I thought that there might be a chance that if we asked nicely, he would take a couple of shots of us together after they’d wrapped up. Of course, he was extremely generous and took a few snaps after a long day with E, and I was in awe of the beautiful images he captured in the blink of an eye! No preparation, just casual shots (that are also completely unedited, because they are perfect as they are in my opinion!), taken just after the sun had set.

    / September 5, 2016
  • i’ve never voted.

    So Brexit happened. I don’t think I really need to share my personal opinions on this matter, do I? I would only echo the 161,141,241 people who felt the same way I did. Except that I wasn’t one of the 161,141,241, because I’m not a UK citizen.

    I’ve been eligible to vote for 10 years now, and yet I’ve never cast a vote in my life. This fact fills me with a sense of guilt and helplessness, but I’m not sure how I could do things differently.

    / June 27, 2016
  • regent’s park & first date memories

    If the forecast is anything to go by, it seems that London is as fickle as ever and thinking of retreating to that murky will-my-bones-ever-feel-warm-again winter-but-not-really season… so let’s just rewind back to that glorious Sunday two weekends ago. 

    After that delicious burger and wander in the market, we stuck to the rest of the plan and went for a walk in Regent’s Park. It’s one I don’t go to as often as I’d like, and it seemed everyone had the same idea that day and it was bustling with people. I didn’t mind though, and the blossoms were still in full swing and looking absolutely gorgeous. I got my soft serve fix (which I had to eat at lightning speed in the 27C heat! Positively tropical for the UK), E tried to educate me with weird facts of nature (he’s one of those types that absorbs endless reels of useless information from the random documentaries and articles he seems to love), and we reminisced about how one of these gems made an appearance on our first date (over 10 years ago!).

    / May 16, 2016
  • a little personality test

    As a girl who grew up in the 90s, I remember reading magazines in my early teens – a precious commodity, chosen carefully with my pocket money – and I had two sections that I always loved. One was the Agony Aunt bit, where the problems mentioned were usually something every young girl could relate to, and the other was the “quiz” section. Remember those state-of-the-art flow charts that would tell you what colour dress you should wear for your next disco, who is really your best friend, and what horoscope your next boyfriend would be? I don’t know why, but I had a minor obsession with those flow charts.

    My interest in personality quizzes and similar articles never really went away (FYI, I’m an IFNJ!), and although most of these things are just a bit of fun, I come across some that are quite intriguing, or offer a helpful and fascinating perspective. 

    / March 29, 2016
  • a mini-minimalist makeover :: or rather, a miracle.

    So, it’s been about 3 weeks since I blogged about my first steps towards a “gently minimalist” life, and no one is more surprised than I am (apart from my husband, perhaps, who knows me better than I know myself!) that this “makeover” that I embarked on has been done and dusted. Well, I don’t believe that it’s ever truly finished, but the initial drastic decluttering and re-organising? We nailed it. 

    Honestly, it has been an eye-opening, cleansing and – dare I say it – life-changing (to quote Marie Kondo) experience. I think that all in all, we threw away/donated enough bin bags to fill over half of our living room, and I have no idea where all that stuff even fit in our flat in the first place. 

    / February 17, 2016