Tales from an eternal gypsy who believes anything can happen

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    Vancouver to Venice

    At what point does home not really feel like home anymore? I remember when home was a place I longed for during extended trips abroad or something I marvelled at when I returned,…

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    The LA Sessions: Make Love, Not Haight

    Sometimes I think I was born in the wrong era, or am somehow channelling a past life, because the 70s feel familiar and almost nostalgic to me. Which is why I love spending time…

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    How not to write a wedding speech

    No doubt there are dozens of you sad sacks out there, trying your best to pen a best man speech or a toast to the bride. Trying desperately to draft something that will conjure up…


    No More Labels

    I remember one time referring to my now husband as my partner during a job interview, when asked if I was married. I’m a professional and felt the term “boyfriend” was a bit too juvenile…


    The LA Sessions: Viva Venice

    Three years ago, I was in San Diego on business and decided to extend my stay in SoCal to meet my husband for the weekend in Los Angeles. We settled on Venice, having never spent much time there before…


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