Turning 43 caught me by surprise. It was so… well… underwhelming. It was so unlike turning 40, which I spent in NYC wearing frocks, eating cupcakes at the Magnolia Bakery, sipping apple martinis, sighing over jewellery at Tiffany’s, reliving scenes from ‘Big’ at Coney Island and even being pick-pocketed (thanks for that, btw). The only thing turning […]
Room for Lipstick
It’s 11:00pm on a school night, two bottles of wine in, when we both suddenly realise that the only blog either of us should write is the one we write together. My single, working professional, no-nonsense in the city (let’s just be clear, not by choice) kind of ways, juxtapositioned against Junket’s – mother of […]