vanilla – Baking & Bitching

Prettier in Pink

Apologies to Aerosmith, pink was never my fave. Sorry, let me just clarify: the song was cool, but the colour left me cold. Growing up with an older sister, you would’ve thought my gravitation towards the colour would have been a fairly natural one. Nah. I switched pink for blue and had a real passion for…

Of Birthdays and Booty Pops…

Last week Tuesday saw me celebrating another birthday and although I only turned a (relatively) tender 24, I still felt somewhat antiquated… (Bitches be old). Birthdays are a weird breed of animal for me. For starters, I always seem to look forward to them with reckless abandon. Counting down the months, weeks, days and even…

Turnt Out

It’s a fact of life, things don’t always turn out the way we had hoped. Whether it’s a new job, partner or what we order when we go out to eat, sometimes, stuff gets a bit far from the brief and initial expectations… No matter how hard we try or how much preparation we put…

Fudged up.

Fudge. It’s my third favourite F-word and narrowly gets the bronze medal behind the words “Friday” and “fuuuuu….” yeah, you know which one. That last one seems to slip out when I’m caught off guard, angry or just having a bad day. For example, I use it when I wake up forgetting that it’s Monday,…

(Wo)man Down

This weekend was one for the books. It kicked off with a road trip to the midlands, continued with my sister’s epic wedding that included me catching the bouquet, tequila shots with Aunty Delores (hi Aunty D!) and ended with a Sunday afternoon on the couch. I must just mention that all of the above…