Remember a long time ago when I was really determined to grade up that Coffee Date Dress to a multi size pattern for all the fats in the land? Yeah, it kind of died in the arse when I realised my grading method didn’t work. I put the project away and then subsequently deleted all…
When my friends Pete and Mem came down for the weekend and asked where we should eat for lunch, the only cafe that sprung to my mind in my furious Gold Coast cafe review splurge was Elk Espresso at Broadbeach. There are lots of cafes down here, especially at Broadbeach, but finding one with a…
Mum and I went to this new-to-us fabric store near her last week and I bought this fabulously obnoxious 70s style cotton lycra as well as some other pretty fabrics. I made it up into a version of the Burda Style Fatina Plus the other day, ordinarily a very simple pattern but my machine throws…
Fat Babes Illustrated is a personal project I’ve been working on recently, inspired by the complete dearth of marginalised bodies represented in illustration, and by the awesome babes who share photos of themselves on the internet. I’ve always said that representation and visibility are the main reasons why I blog, but when I looked at…
Nick and I headed up to attend TEDx Brisbane yesterday, and as we drove into the city we both felt a bit sad that we aren’t still living there. The whole day was a little weird and overwhelming for me, feeling like a bit of an odd bod amongst a crowd of people I thought…
I made myself a copy of a pair of shorts the other day, and ended up with a bit of leftover lightweight teal denim. I pondered what to do with the scraps, then played with Miffy for a while, then looked at the scraps again and VOILA an idea was born: I would make Miffy…
This is what I wore to dinner the other night, separated into its own post because it might be a bit tidier that way. I think? I’m not sure, but here it is! You might notice that my hair is a touch shorter, I cropped off a whole bunch of hair to get rid of…
With a lot of sadness, my Malaysia Kitchen jaunt was rounded out with dinner at Paradise Point’s Sayang Malaysian. Apparently my desire to try a Malaysian restaurant outside our suburb was “weird” according to Nick, and akin to driving across Brisbane for a meal. That didn’t put me off, I’ve certainly driven across town for…
I hate summer. I don’t understand why people rave about it because where I live at least, its an intolerable chunk of the year infused with sweat, chub rub, heat exhaustion and wearing far too many clothes. Since moving to the coast I’ve been a lot more casual in my dressing, so much so that…
