When even teeny-tiny starlets are ‘dimpled’ – despite their ability and motivation to throw endless cash at endless liposuction, creams, super-dooper marine mud goop treatments, pummelling or detoxing and whatever other arcane hoodoo has been most recently dreamt up by savvy snake-oil sellers – it is time to accept the inevitability of cellulite.
Birth. Death. Taxes. Cellulite.
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Published Sunday, 20 April 2008
Cooking , Family , Food , Life
I am not the most domestic of people, but I seem to have have had a Stepford weekend. First I baked and iced batches and batches of cupcakes for my niece’s birthday party, then I spend the rest of the weekend doing mad things like cleaning out all the cupboards in the kitchen and washing everything in them. Next thing you know I’ll be accosting random strangers and foisting homemade marmalade and tomato relish on them. Or, worse, actually enjoying doing the vacuuming. Save me, please!
Nevertheless, I am quite pleased with the somewhat rustic result with the cupcakes.
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In lieu of an actual post:
Things my body wants me to eat today:
- Grapes! yummy fresh, crispy, sweet grapes that burst in my mouth like little bubbles of joy.
- Muesli – but wish I had some apple juice and live culture yoghurt to go on top, not milk.
- Watercress but I don’t have any, boo hoo.
- Steamed hong kong style dumplings
Things my body does not want today: