Confessions Of A Girl Who Can’t Read The Map X

Up until recently, I managed to completely side-step all or any conversations focused on the future and where it may take me, not because I have no interest in such conversations (because I genuinely do), but rather because I genuinely do not have the solid, concrete answer some (or even I) would like to hear. One of my all time…

Confessions of an Insta-Addict x

*Takes picture. Crops using Insta-Size application. Edits using filters directly on Instagram. Spends 5 minutes thinking of a fun and interesting caption. Spends an additional 5 minutes pondering on what the fellow Instagram-mers might say. Gains the courage to post the picture. Holds breath until there’s a response/ like.* This, would be the stereotypical Instagram Addicts procedure followed before posting…

Confessions of an indecisive girl x

From the moment I was a little girl, to some of my older years, I knew that I was doomed to be slightly indecisive, at least for the former, more impressionable years of my life. This realization came into existence when I was about 6 years old, standing in the aisles of a Shell garage pondering over what to buy….

Confessions of a certified over-thinker x

This is a confession that I hardly have to make, because those close to me know very well that each and every decision I make has likely been over-thought to the n-th degree. From what I decide to eat, to more important decisions such as what I have decided to wear (I’m being sarcastic here), a lengthy procedure whereby pros…

I want to love yoga, but… x

This morning, my dear friend Isabella and I, endeavoured to try a yoga class at the gym, as opposed to our usual spinning and weight class combos. I should however mention, that I have ‘tried’ yoga twice before, however due to my general difficulty in keeping my breaths synchronized, thoughts in harmony with the calmness around me, and the fact…