This week I have also said goodbye to my other beautiful Grandma, Rosemary Ridley. I have so many fond, hilarious memories of this woman.. The smell of cigarette smoke brings back the image of her basking in the sun on the back porch, watching us in the swimming pool; a scotch in one hand and a ciggie in the other. I have the exact same hands as my Grandmother. I used to sit next to her and admire her long, elegant fingers and our identical nailbeds; imagining I was looking forward into the future at my own wrinkly hands.
Losing both of them in the space of 5 days has been more painful than I ever imagined, but it really is comforting to distract myself from the sadness by focusing on the long lives they lived, the strong families they leave behind and that they are no longer in any discomfort anymore.
For now, I feel nostalgic for summers in Yowie Bay; playing in the backyard of the house my father grew up in, walking to the corner store, eating vegemite sandwiches, watching Annie and listening to her tell off Frank. She was very sick and tired. The lively spark in her eyes was gone and she relied on oxygen and morphine to keep her body alive, so I think everyone is relieved that she is no longer in pain. You are already missed Grandma, I am so happy you had such a great life and are at peace now.
I’m very happy to be home. Yesterday was the perfect sunny sunday spent at Columbia Road Flower Market, buying beautiful blooms to celebrate the lives of my two beautiful Grans. The past week was a low one, but I start this one feeling refreshed and focussing on the good things in my life, for there are plenty. I have family who support me and friends who love me, I live in an exciting city that challenges me and offers me a wealth of opportunities and most of all, the sun is shining and I am healthy.
Goodbye my beautiful Grandmother. Bridget ‘Bud’ Hyem. It’s strange trying to process she is gone, especially when I am not only on the other side of the world from my family, but also by myself, working in Paris.. I’ve certainly never felt so far from home. On top of already running on very little sleep + lots of coffee, I’m using excessive energy trying not to focus on the sadness (tears and thousands of euros worth of clothing samples don’t mix well!), leaving me a bit exhausted and emotionally drained. It does, however, help to take comfort in the fact that she is resting easy now, and wherever her spirit, soul, essence (whatever you believe) is, I know that she is with her beloved husband and son, Barney (the name sake of my blog).
You were vivacious, ambitious, modest and brave. You achieved more in your lifetime than some could only dream of, and it’s nice to see the tributes pouring in. You were a champion and pioneer of your sport, whose accomplishments will never be forgotten. I hold the utmost respect for you; you battled with tragedy and came out the other side the toughest cookie I will ever know. I can appreciate and will be forever grateful I inherited your extremely independent and determined nature. I know it’s why I’m on the other side of the world relentlessly pursuing my dreams and the life I want, just as you did. I miss you already and will always remember fondly the times we spent together, the stories you told and the lessons I learnt from you.
Miss you already.
Bonjour Paris! Just finished Day 2 of 7 for Fashion Week and I am EXHAUSTED, but loving it!)
So i’m finally 20.. And what an INSANE 4 day celebration was had. It was a bit extravagant to be honest, but eh, who knows where I’ll be next february, so I thought what better way to enter my 20’s than surrounded by all of my friends (and boy did they spoil me rotten). On friday night we went to the aptly named Ridley Road Market Bar in Dalston. We acquired this random disposable camera which was the best find and most perfect thing, ever… #yolo #sorryforpartying. The bar was so wonderful that we never ended up leaving, dancing until the early hours in the morning before relocating to BG to keep the party going.. This, unsurprisingly, continued into the late hours of the next afternoon. On Saturday night I was to attend a Fashion Week party in Dalston with Max, but after only a few sips of complimentary champagne, we both decided we couldn’t hack another drop of alcohol, and quickly bailed for bed.
The celebrations continued on Sunday afternoon with sunset drinks (at another aptly named venue - the rooftop bar ‘Madison’), surrounded by my nearest and dearest! Was a definite ‘moment’; looking out over the London skyline bathed in the most glorious, warm light, with my oldest and closest London friends by my side, I couldn’t help but grin ear-to-ear thinking how goddamn blessed my life is.. In a pleasant turn of events, we received an invitation from Denai to head up to Shoreditch House to watch her play a small, intimate gig in the library with Rhodes (!!) and Swim Deep. Having always wanted entrance into the exclusive club, this was just a wee bit of a dream come true. The rest of the evening consisted of cocktails, rooftop pools ‘n crazy views, ping-pong and being sung ‘Happy Birthday’ by a bar full of people at midnight. A pretty average way to ring in my birthday!?
By the time Monday actually rolled around, I felt like it had officially been my birthday for about two weeks. I spent the day relaxing, chowing down on sushi and seeing everyone again as we watched our good friend Eddie dominate in a monologue slam at the Theatre Royal Stratford East.
Happy Valentines Day everyone! What an incredible week, full of too much dancing, roses, friends, chocolate truffles, Brother & Bones, tea time and two-for-one cocktails…
Take a look at Nordic Poetry’s new winter lookbook
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Cheeeeck out The Mispers new video clip for BROTHER!
You might even see a familiar face getting stroppy over the lack of red wine left at our wee little house party.
So proud/giddy-with-excitement/honoured to be part of The Mispers journey with these wonderful pals of mine. Big things to come!
Even more wonderful than watching and meeting one of your favourite artists? Being there to support my friend Denai as his opening act (who, by the by, was flawless and even James Vincent McMorrow himself spent 5 minutes preaching of her perfection!!)
Having been desperate to see live him for years + having bonded with Denai over jokingly brainstorming ideas how she could get his attention for a potential support slot one day, it was just kiiinda a bit fortuitous that he ended up seeing her on Jools Holland, picked up the phone immediately and called his people all ‘get this girl as my support - stat’ (or so goes the story as he tells it!). I completely agree with him when he says that her music is perfect in it’s simplicity and beauty and that he has no doubt that she is going to be a huge force in the music industry.
And we all say, “YEAHHHHH GURL.”
But legit, it was one the most flawless live shows I’ve ever seen, and I feel extremely lucky to have had the opportunity to chat with him after!