[Fashion] A Frock’s Tale (4) – ‘No Name Dress’, but somewhat of a taboo…

Oh Lord, where to begin? Firstly, the frock. That’s the easiest place to start before I start getting gushy and deep, I guess. And after the journey through the Black Cloud that was the last blog post written all of, ooo, ten minutes ago, this may get gushy. So, the frock is, to give it… Continue reading [Fashion] A Frock’s Tale (4) – ‘No Name Dress’, but somewhat of a taboo…

[Philosophy] Confidence, Depression and Ageing, oh my…

Depression is an odd beast. I’ve spent my life being either depressed, anxious or blissfully happy, never anything else. I know it’s a wonderful combination of my soft soul, hard upbringing and genetic predisposition to sticking my head in an oven (doesn’t work nowadays, which is good news for my generation of the family tree… Continue reading [Philosophy] Confidence, Depression and Ageing, oh my…