Every year after Christmas I like to write thank you notes. It's been something that my parents drummed into me from an early age, and w...

What a wild ride this month has been! Thank you for coming along. Thank you for your generosity. Your kind words. Your lifting me up in w...

I haven't finished with the frocking inspiration for Frocktober. I've got so much to share with you.  In fact, I'm delighted t...

The Doctor took these photos. Clearly I am tired (it's true! So sue me!). Clearly he must be thinking: "My mother is a bona...

Do you send thank you notes? I do. I love sending thank you notes. I love receiving thank you notes. Thank you to each and everyone of you ...

Oh yowsers, you might be wondering how my thank you letters are going. Me too friends, me too. I've made a list, and I'm checking of...

September is a big month. There's 30 Days of Fashion & Beauty . There's Ted Noffs 30 Days Has September . And it's the debut...

Matt and I are enduring some sort of book apartheid. My books are not allowed near his. It's his rule. Not mine. Same with my CDs and hi...

Thanks for everyone's great advice and feedback regarding Baby Poocasso. Today I've put Tiny down for a sleep with a nappy on. With ...

So, as you will gather from the last couple of posts, I've broken my dry spell and started winning things. You don't know how much t...

My brother-in-law has decided to employ himself (free of charge) as my very own sub-editor. He sub-edits in my comments, and appears as Whea...