Before last week, making macarons was up there with swimming with dolphins and finding an agent to publish my novel: kinda possible, but kinda hard. Then I went to Jenius Social‘s Sunday cooking class and went home with a fresh,…
I’ve loved Cabaret, Burlesque and acrobatic performances since before becoming a pole dancer, but after I joined the “upside down” crew, events like these are simply unmissable. Naturally then, I was thrilled to have been invited to the opening run…
There are many ways to start your morning. I usually startĂ‚Â mine with a pole session, reading academic journals for my PhD or going to work. This morning however I was among the first Londoners that got to see sketch London‘s…
If you’ve been following my social media spam, you already know I spent my Friday at Stylist Live by Stylist at the Olympia. I had always wanted to go, but since when it started I worked 9-6 it had never been possible. This year…
If you’ve spoken to me at least a few times, you probably know I enjoy fucking myself in the head with the pros and cons of social media. You know, soul- and time-sucking, fake identities and addiction vs. space to…
I’m typing this amidst the symptoms of a hangover, and the drinks I’ve had at Skylight London‘s winter relaunch (read: three, over several hours #Caro2Sips) are to blame. I could just go and get a bagel instead, but I’d rather…
If you thought I’d suffer from heat deprivation in London’s chilly Autumn after a year spent in the sun-drenched Coogee Beach, you are mistaken. I am making the most of what the UK Capital has to offer and damn, there’s…
Never had I ever been out in Paddington, but there are many things I will do for beer and pizza and venturing out to bars that are new to me is one of them. Here’s my review of Heist Bank.…
When thinking of Carnaby Street, the word “bliss” doesn’t often come to mind. Carnaby is cool, fun, full of yummy restaurants and binge-worthy shops… but damn, it’s busy. Still, on a sunny Autumn Sunday morning, I managed to discover Carnaby’s…
God, I missed Britain. Sure, the perpetual clouds, greyness and drizzle will end up annoying me by the time Spring comes, but getting a Sunday roast at a pub in Australia just felt kinda wrong. All I wanted was smoothie…
