christmas deluxe!

This year, because I come from the deep north where we celebrate on the 24th (we’re impatient), and the Captain is from the balmy south where they have the time to wait for the 25th, we’re celebrating Christmas twice! We started today, with Swedish Christmas, and I feel like we’re off to a pretty good start.

My day actually started very well, with a parcel from my father that I had no idea was coming – I was well surprised! And very happy, of course. Happy enough that I prematurely opened all the presents, and only realised one of them was for the Captain when my dad asked me if she liked it. Oops! In my defense, I really had no idea that he would send her anything and I had no reason to expect it.


Disco Santa! The one thing I really wanted to do for Christmas here was go to the beach, since that’s one of those things you really can’t do in Sweden (or the UK, though I doubt I’d stay in London for Christmas unless I had an amazing reason). So I finally got my Christmas beach snap! I have been accused by several people of only wanting to go just to get a picture, which is so not true… but when I was there, what else would I do!?

On Christmas Day, the celebration continued with a wealth of Asian/Swedish Christmas food (somewhat eclectic mix of flavours), a walk in the botanical gardens, and a beautiful Christmas cake!


It was delicious, and it felt so good to be filled from the inside with that much Christmas spirit. The end.

the time I nearly got arrested

A few days ago, I committed the heinous crime of putting my feet up on the seat on the train. I know you’re not supposed to, but it’s just way more comfortable! I would encourage them to put in footrests in convenient places, but maybe that’s just me.

I had the amazingly bad luck of being caught by a ticket officer, and because he was being a dick about it, I sent off a text to the Captain going “lol I think I’m getting arrested”. I think he thought I was trying to set someone up to confirm a fake address, because he demanded to look at it – and then he proceeded to tell me that I would probably actually get arrested as I didn’t have anything on me that proved my address!

I was terrified because 1. I have never been arrested as my juvenile delinquencies went undetected, and 2. I’m pretty keen on avoiding an arrest record in Australia in particular as they might try to throw me out or something if I look at them funny. Don’t laugh, I’ve seen Border Control.

I did manage to get a hold of my landlord to have him confirm my address, but the half hour before that was well scary! Now that I’ve started in on my path of criminal damage, who knows what I’ll do next? Better try not to do it out in the open, next time.

online shopping woes

I rarely shop online, partly because I like trying things on and touching them before I decide, but mostly because I don’t like waiting for my items to arrive. If I’ve bought something, I want it nownownow! I swear, the day they invent teleportation, online shopping will have its second coming. I, for one, will never leave the house again!

However, last week I had to bite the bullet. I’ve been searching desperately for leg warmers in pastel colours (they help protect your legs when you’re doing aerial hoops – I swear I’m not going back to the 80’s). I don’t want any bright or neon colours because the only thing I like is black and pastel, and I have an aversion to buying things I don’t actually like. Pastel exercise gear is IMPOSSIBLE to find in stores anywhere, because apparently people who exercise are only interested in neon colours. Seriously, why do you have to look like your raver days are not far behind you just because you’d like to go to the gym?

Anyway, the only place I could find them was online, so I ordered some.


One other reason why I usually don’t like to shop online is because you might be waiting a week or two for your purchases, if you’re unlucky, and you won’t be able to tell if something’s wrong until you actually get them. I was burnt so severely on this a few years back – remember when Lita’s by Jeffrey Campbell were super popular? I got a pair like a year after the truly cool people got them, and I was insanely pleased with myself! For some reason I got brown ones, despite never wearing brown. I think I had this misguided idea that I was going to start wearing less black (this is a recurring idea that comes to me anew every few years. I don’t know why, since it never works).

So I ordered them from an American site and had to wait three weeks, so by the time I actually got them I couldn’t wait to try them on. I put the right one on first, and when I went to put the other one one, it seemed a bit wonky – wait, did I put the left shoe on my right foot? No, it looks fine, but the other one…


Panic! Despair! I was so genuinely upset I might have actually cried (I can’t remember but considering how easily I cry, I probably did). I thought I’d have to send them back and have a new pair shipped to me – bear in mind that I was a poor Uni student at the time, so shipping back and forth to America and tax AGAIN did not seem like an exciting prospect to me. What actually happened was that as soon as I sent an email to the site they fell all over themselves in an effort to correct their mistake, but the hours before I actually got their reply were no fun at all.

it’s a bit like flying

Yesterday was my grading day at Aerial Divas! I was mildly nervous, but of course I needn’t be as  I have lovely style (hey – these are not my words, I am just repeating what my instructor said about me).


I’m just so happy that I found a hobby that I love, and that is bringing positivity into my life. I’ve never been interested in exercising before, but now I just want my body to be stronger so I can do more tricks. It’s very exciting!


Excuse that crazy hair.


Today is a rainy, terrible day in Melbourne (not surprisingly; we’ve been having lovely weather lately and this is the kind of city where eventually the bad weather you’ve missed out on will catch up to you). I decided that I was not leaving the house in any way except virtually, and in my idle faffing about I found a site where you can play all the old Sega Genesis games online.

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Anyone recognise this? I played it ALL THE TIME when I was an impressionable child. The Lion King was (and is!) my favourite Disney movie and this video game is my childhood, basically. I never actually managed to beat it until I was 22 and got an emulator from a friend (which has since been passed on to another friend), but I loved it so much. I could never beat the second to last level, because that’s basically a great big maze, and my spatial reasoning was not sufficiently advanced at the time (I’m not sure if this is true but I need you all to know I know big words).

So yeah, that’s my plan for today and all other days this week.

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Look at his little terrified face! Run, Simba, run!

new (or old) hair

Before I moved to London in 2011, I had pink hair. I absolutely loved it and I was forever telling people that when it was unveiled I felt like I had finally found my natural hair colour. I think most people who have my mousy brown hair colour spend most of their lives dyeing it and trying to find something a bit more interesting, and I’d finally found the one!


Here with a sidecut (what, it was 2011) and some blue thrown in for flavour.

Of course, when I moved to London and had to get a job, I was concerned that prospective employers might not see it my way, so I dyed it dark red right before I moved. And I liked that too! It served me well for almost two years before I bleached it yellow and had to chop most of it off (I was never good at making good decisions for my hair). I felt a bit darker and more dangerous.


Especially with the villainous moustache.

But now it’s time to go back to basics and go au naturale again. You can only deny your roots for so long, after all.