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You may or may not know this about me but I happen to be a qualified jeweller. I can melt metal AND my fingers. Queen of Multi-Tasking. Anyway I digress. The reason that I’m telling you this is because whenever I hear of a broken engagement my first question is always ‘What happened to the ring?‘. It’s always such a big deal at the time, all the fussing and showing it off and then when the Read the rest!

1. You pick people up from the airport. 2. You have keys on your key ring and you have no idea what they’re for. 3. It’s not cause for serious alarm if a friend tells you she’s pregnant because they’re generally doing it on purpose these days. 4. You get so much pleasure out of buying staples in bulk. Mr Smaggle and I after buying 20 rolls of toilet paper for $6 (source) 5. You own a set of Read the rest!

I recently went to a meeting and there was a strange-looking snack on the table. It looked like a squashed muffin biscuit. I was intrigued. Turns out they were raspberry lemon sugar glazed muffin tops and one of the ladies in the office has special pans to make them. They were AWESOME so naturally the second I got home I hit up ebay to find some of these magical pans.  I bought mine from this ebay seller but I Read the rest!

I recently published my 2013 Smaggle reader statistics and got a little wee wrap on the knuckles for not being more consistent with my outfit shots. I really want you guys to get more out of my outfit posts than simply throwing your eyeballs at a dress I’m wearing. So I’m going to start including outfit breakdowns with the secret ingredients that make the whole look work. Heart My Closet Dress * Anthro Read the rest!

Image 1 & Image 2 Blow up a balloon in the office? Make a rule that you have to keep it off the ground? Brighten up a dull afternoon with a playful little game? Do something wild like ride on the back of a motorbike? Go rollerblading? Or snow boarding? Buy a melon baller? Make beautiful watermelon and rockmelon fruit salads? Just because? Keep a sweet blush compact in your handbag? For lunch time top ups? Keep Read the rest!

Okay I’m about to get totally nerd Smags on you here. I enjoy mathematics. There. I said it. In fact I once got 100% on my advanced maths statistics test when I was in college. My college maths teacher, who actually reads Smaggle (Hi Mrs Clark!) will vouch for me. Anyway, you may remember a few weeks ago that I held a reader survey asking you guys a few things about you, just so I could learn more about what Read the rest!

On Sunday night I headed to my friend’s house with a nice bottle of red wine tucked under my arm. I planned to enjoy a drop or two during a read through of the play we’ve just started rehearsing. After polishing off our third tetra pak of red (yes… TETRA PAK!) we were screaming at each other about whether or not everyone is a Rolling Stones OR a Beatles fan or whether you can really be equal fan Read the rest!

Mama Smaggle is the fussiest woman on the planet. For her birthday one year, my father let me loose in The Body Shop to make a gift pack for her. Being seven years old I pretty much picked anything that was purple, including an awesome sponge shaped like a bunch of grapes. I’ll admit it wasn’t the most appropriate choice for a 40-year-old, a fact I’ve been reminded of yearly since The unfortunate Read the rest!

Sometimes life just hands you some cool shit and you can’t quite believe that it happened. I’ve just spent the last four days in the Whitsundays with the other Remarkables for a work conference. It means that I ate food, drank wine, got ferried around to tropical paradise after tropical paradise and somehow managed to call it work. Here’s a few happy snaps from the trip. Whitehaven Beach or as Read the rest!

Image Dear Aunties, It was around Christmas in 2010 when I’d come back to my hometown to visit my family. I was lying on my stomach on my parent’s couch reading a magazine. My brother and my mother were also sitting on the couch. There was a weird silence in the air and my mother said ‘So are you going to tell your sister?‘. My brother replied ‘I’d rather not‘. He then rev Read the rest!