Our Many Shades of Grey
High Heels in the Wilderness readers have spoken. Here are their hair stories. Their tales of emerging shades of grey. Or white. Or whatever.
High Heels in the Wilderness readers have spoken. Here are their hair stories. Their tales of emerging shades of grey. Or white. Or whatever.
My meatier posts have been postponed due to illness my friends. So here’s a little rambling reminiscing about salt water gargling.
We’re going on a road trip. And I’m taking a brief holiday from blogging. Back on March 11.
I fell down a couple of language rabbit holes this week. Discussing words and expressions. Precipitated by my new Zara jeans.
I stopped colouring my hair in March 2020. It took months to grow out my natural colour. But ever since I’ve been in a good hair place.
I’m spending too much time in la-la land. Reading books & watching films that transport me to another time & place. And getting stuck there.
Turning fashion inspiration into reality can be hard. Especially in winter. Winter fashion reality is a whole other kind of reality.
Retirement can trigger a friends recession if you let it. You need to take the initiative, and not let old friends disappear from your life.
My vlog this month is all about my winter wardrobe shuffle. Finding new ways to wear three tops I don’t wear often enough.
The time between Christmas and the start of school in January is a kind of seasonal lockdown for me. The best time to get buried in a book.