Archive - April 2014

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Ridiculously Complicated Toaster Shopping
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4 House Plants That Even I Can’t Kill
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A Woodland Hideaway in County Cork
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Bringing the Seaside Inside
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Yes I actually wrote an article about bath mats
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Harvey Bleedin’ Norman

Ridiculously Complicated Toaster Shopping

Toasters in different colours

The toaster that came with my apartment gave up on life yesterday so I figured I’d run out and pick up a new one. My criteria was simple: ‘toasts bread’. But I have since discovered that toaster shopping is complicated. Here’s why… Read More

4 House Plants That Even I Can’t Kill

Leaves of a rubber plant

My Dad just has to look at a plant and it thrives. It’s as if they photosynthesise and flourish from his company alone. It’s no surprise that he was raised by a forester – by a man who was so knowledgeable and skilled when it came to nature that he made a living out of it. If you give Dad a plant he’ll know how to nurture it in to something aesthetic, tame it in to something manageable and harvest it into something resourceful. I, on the other hand, am a plant murderer. Read More

A Woodland Hideaway in County Cork

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Over the weekend I had the opportunity to take a peek inside this beautiful, rustic family home in Cork. Nested in a forest, surrounded by trees on all sides, this house is privately tucked away from the world. Read More

Bringing the Seaside Inside

Stone with a heart shape in it on Killiney Bay

Since this time last year, I’ve been renting in the coastal Dublin suburb of Dun Laoghaire. I’m glad I’ve had the opportunity to live beside the sea at least once in my life because it’s so inspirational. I’ve often thought it would be nice to use the colour palette of the seaside for decorating a room – the pale blues and various shades of sand and stone are so calming.

Killiney Bay

I can’t decorate a rented apartment so I found another way to bring a little part of the seaside in to my home…. Read More

Yes I actually wrote an article about bath mats

Growing up, I was the least girly person I knew. I hated dolls, dresses and pink and protested at any suggestion of a ribbon in my hair. When I hit my teenage years I shrouded myself in baggy jeans, black nail varnish and unusual shades of hair die. When my late teens showed up, so did night clubs and parties and they ignited a desire to wear heels and dresses. By the time I was in college I was neither ‘rock chick’ nor ‘girly girl’ but somewhere in the middle. Then one day a switch tripped in my brain and I bought a pink bath mat and matching towels. Read More

Harvey Bleedin’ Norman

Heart decoration from Harvey Norman

I remember watching a stand up comedian once exclaim that he wanted to “hunt down and kill Harvey Norman” because of how annoying their TV adverts are. His feedback must have reached their marketing department because they have since tried to tone down their adverts. Read More