In which I liken writing, or my lack thereof, to the sea and sand.
A conversation about the fabric of Paris that speaks to the artist’s soul.
I go on an unplanned instagram splurge at the very aesthetic The Bee, Publika.
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day just gone, which is also an arguably questionable tribute to love, I’ve compiled a list of my all-time favourite romantic movies.
Maybe coming back to blogging as an adult in 2017 isn’t the best idea, but it probably won’t be the worst, either.