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New Year’s Day – the new New Year’s Eve

As the end of the year draws near I usually start to reflect on what I’ve achieved, what could have gone better, and what the hell am I going to do for New Year’s Eve. I’ve never planned my New Year’s Eve festivities much in advance. So I usually end up deciding last minute to head to a party, which varies in quality from year to year, as does my party outfit. And while I have had some pretty amazing New Year’s Eve parties in my life, on many occasions the pressure to have the best night ever takes a lot of the spontaneous fun out of the whole affair.

With all this lack of organisation on my part, the pressure to have the most incredible night ever and my less than dazzling party outfits, my focus at the end of the last couple of years has moved from New Year’s Eve to New Year’s Day. Continue reading “New Year’s Day – the new New Year’s Eve”

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Palazzo-tastic

For a while now I have this image of what I’ll be like when I’m much, much older and well into my retirement years. That version of future me just doesn’t give a dam what anyone thinks of her and dresses incredibly dramatically. This future me probably has a string of younger lovers, a glamorous jet set lifestyle and drinks champagne by the magnum. She’s holding court at a poolside cocktail party somewhere in the Caribbean, wearing an intensely ruffled silk blouse, strings of huge pearls and beads, massive sunglasses, fluffy feathered high heeled mule slippers and a silk turban-style headpiece encrusted with jewels. But best of all, she’s wearing it all with amazingly luxurious and billowy palazzo pants. And she looks palazzo-tastic. Continue reading “Palazzo-tastic”

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Office Christmas Party – Do’s and Don’ts

It’s that time of year again. Tinsel is being strewn with abandon across desk partitions. There’s a Christmas tree in reception. HR has sent out the email with guidelines for appropriate behaviour at the office Christmas party. It’s party season!!

The office Christmas party can be so much fun – it’s a time to let your hair down with the people you probably spend most of your waking hours with. It can also be career-destroying if approached the wrong way. Never fear, Second Sister is here to share seventeen festive do’s and don’t’s: the wisdom garnered from attending office Christmas parties over the years in various countries, observing and engaging in the very best and the hilariously cringe-worthy of party guest behaviour. Continue reading “Office Christmas Party – Do’s and Don’ts”

Packing Guide

The Ultimate Packing Guide

As a self-confessed travel-addict, I’m away from home a lot. And while it is one of the most exhilarating things in life to plan, prepare for and finally leave for my next adventure, there’s one aspect of travel that always causes me mild stress. It’s packing.

In the past, my approach to packing could only be described as “scatter gun”. I’d open my wardrobe, and throw in a miscellaneous set of clothes and hope for the best. Continue reading “The Ultimate Packing Guide”

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Leather Trousers

Leather trousers can be a divisive choice, sartorially speaking. I’ve found women either embrace them with the full frontal force of a seventies glam rock bass guitarist, or avoid them like they would a seventies glam rock flicked, permed mullet. I’ve always fallen into the former category for better or worse – I did have a pair of faux leather metallic gold and brown flared hipster trousers in the early 2000s, which nowadays I only wear for fancy dress parties (with a darling transparent leopard print body shirt and blonde afro wig)…

In more recent years, I’ve taken a more conservative approach to my leather trouser game, so my current leather trousers will never make their way into my dress-up box. The culmination of mistakes made and sartorial successes achieved, I present to you eight reasons why leather trousers are a necessity which will stand the test of time. Continue reading “Leather Trousers”

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Stockholm Neighbourhood Focus: 24 Hours in Sodermalm

Everyone has at least one of those friends who is so cool that just hanging out with them raises you at least 10 points the cool stakes. The Sodermalm district in Stockholm is the neighbourhood equivalent of those friends. Its hip residents, laid back atmos and creative vibe rub off on you and you find yourself planning your alternative life as a freelance interior designer, wearing minimalist Scandi designs and mooching around this laid back yet highly advanced neighbourhood with your ridiculously good looking Swedish boyfriend (or girlfriend).

I have created an itinerary for 24 hours in Sodermalm, because there is so much to see in Stockholm, and 24 hours in Sodermalm is advisable for you to get your Scandi-cool vibe on before you venture further afield. Continue reading “Stockholm Neighbourhood Focus: 24 Hours in Sodermalm”

Sober October

Sober October

So I gave up drinking for all of October.* A Sober October, if you will. And while I can’t say it was much fun, I can tell you it was damn productive.

I decided to do it for a couple of reasons:

  1. To see if I could do it; and
  2. To experience a month without hangovers.

*I do need to preface this piece with full disclosure that there was an unexpected event half way through October that only comes along every now and then in one’s life which necessitated me having several celebratory drinks. But more on that further below… Continue reading “Sober October”

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London Coffee

When I first moved to London ten years ago, London’s coffee scene did nothing to impress this self-confessed coffee snob from the coffee-mecca of Melbourne. There were a handful specialty coffee haunts scattered across London such as Flat White in Soho, but you had to be in the know to track down your quality caffeine fix.

Back then, if you happened to discover the rare and precious gem of a quality coffee purveyor, you’d find it jam packed wall to wall with antipodeans such as myself. We’d flock there to get the kind of caffeine buzz that only the best baristas, using the best roasted beans, can brew up.

Nowadays, thanks in part to the antipodean influence as well as the invention of the hipster, London’s coffee scene is thriving. I’m in a constant state of caffeine-induced jittery paranoia, which is the tell-tale sign that I’m getting decent coffee on a regular basis. It’s a small price to pay. Continue reading “London Coffee”