The Dreaded Macaroon

A stack of sin.

A stack of sin.

It’s interesting. Over the past few months I have noticed a growing obsession of mine.

I am becoming obsessed with macaroons.

Thing is, I can’t really eat macaroons. And I’ve only had possibly 5 of them in my whole life. But I think about them often.

What even are these strange colourful discs? They look more like decorations than delicacies: something to stack up on a shelf rather than nibble on with your tea. And really, do they even taste that great anyway? They are kind of meringue-y, soft, and often overpoweringly sweet.

I am obsessed with macaroons because I can’t eat them! Because I am diabetic. And I only have been for just under a year, and I weirdly think of these little colourful pucks of sugar because I know that they are the epitome of my intolerance to sugar and carbohydrates.

gossip girl macaroon

It may also be that they appear just so pretty. As Blair Waldorf greedily indulges in a box of them in her bath tub in Gossip Girl, my stomach lurches and swirls, craving these ridiculous things that provide the body with next to no nutrition whatsoever!

Ah, so sue me. I dream of macaroons. There are worse things.

A small insignificant update.

I hate blogs. And here’s why:


I don’t get how to use this, despite completing an entire course last year with the main assessment focussed on a wordpress blog (receiving an HD I’ll have you know!!!); and ALSO, I feel the need to have images and pretty stuff popping up because I know that simple words on a screen won’t cut it these days!! But, my WORD, my camera is just… awful! The photos it takes won’t do justice to my lovely creations 🙂


But okay, new challenge: for a week (starting today), I will do a blog post every day. Damnit, now I’m locked in. Great idea Steph. But seriously, I need to be motivated to share my sewing delights with the universe. I love sewing and I love beautiful things.


I was just discussing with my boyfriend before this weird thing I have…. Occasionally I will be casually going about my business when POP! An image of an outfit springs into my mind. And I see it in such detail! I see the material used in the floaty white blouse, the thickness of the grey woollen skirt, the cute heel height of the slight black mary jane shoes, and even the makeup! (Red, red lipstick and a slick of liquid eyeliner). Ummm….. is this natural?? Does this happen to anyone else? Sometimes I wish I always had a sketch book handy so I could jot down my ideas and draw a quick picture of what I see. Maybe this is what I will do too! Deal. Two challenges, and one stressful week of finishing uni assignments, taking awful pictures on my crappy camera, and complaing about life.



xoxo gossip girl


…. just kidding. Never again.