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It’s getting cooler down under and I must admit I’m a pretty happy chappy right now. Layering up, chasing online sales and hunting down coveted thick and chunky knits to wriggle into. The heavens opening up with rain, a softness that trickles and sprinkles outside on the window panes. Turning up the heating and finding that one spot I can crawl into and unwind with my trusty MacBook or treasured novel. And all with my loyal puppy by my side at that, copious puppy cuddles I’ll get smothered with, wanted or unwanted.

But then there’s also all these lovely spring and summer edits other bloggers are posting about. Sharing their upcoming travel itineraries and plans for the summer, filling my mind with dreams of the blue Mediterranean Sea, cobblestone paved paths and grand Moorish architecture and romance. And as much as I live (and I mean live) for the cold and get excited for this time of year, I can’t help but feel slightly envious of the other half of this globe who will be moving into warmer months. I’m conflicted and very much a hypocrite. Complaining about the woes of a hot Australian summer only to fall smitten with a longing for the mild European sun. I know, I’m a total nut job and perhaps it’s just a simple case of being born on the wrong side of this planet so don’t feel too sorry for me kids. It happens every year, I go through the same motions and feelings and I’ll get over it soon enough. And who knows, maybe I’ll even get to indulge in this European fantasy of mine, sometime in the next few weeks.


sonia // daring coco
sonia // daring coco

metaphoric love child of debbie harry and stevie nicks. weaver of words. infatuated with shoes.

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