I love a lot of things. There are no boundaries or limitations. Seasons change and love endures

I love Christian Louboutin heels, Venice, Dyptique and Carthusia perfumes, Palmy, glitter, sequins and feathers, ruffles, spicy margaritas, salted caramel, singing in the shower, my kindle, Paris, Ikou Rainforest candles, burlesque, Suits, Gossip Girl, brioche, Whitney Houston, Drunk Elephant Marula oil, ice cream, Bloody Caesars, Alicia Keys, the Valentino rockstud collection, magazines, T L Swan, The Vampire Diaries, ribbons, black and white photos, the colour pink, This is Us, Chinese tea, Autumn coloured leaves, chocolate mousse, dahlias (@tracygoslingart paints the best ones), Positano, Love Actually, weekends away, ramen, custard tarts, Jan Logan jewellery, Steig Larsson’s trilogy, Jason Bourne, Suvana lip balm (a yellow tube I carry everywhere) and tutu skirts (my current favourite is a Frankies Melbourne pink one).

And most of all I love Alisdair, Felix, Allegra and Alfie.

I love of a particular white and blue tube, most commonly found in Coles, aisle 8.

If someone asks me what’s the first thought that comes to mind when you think of sweetened condensed milk, I would say camp. At school camps, my friends and I use to smuggle extra tubes of Nestle’s sweetened condensed milk into the bush and either for an extra sugar hit or just because, the lid would be quickly screwed off and contents squirted into the mouth, in copious amounts of course! More recently I have had cans and tubes of the sticky and somewhat caramelised substance stashed in drawers and in the pantry. No, I am not secretly still squirting, hidden behind the pantry door but instead, pairing it with another staple and behold, my new love. A couple of squirts of sweetened condensed milk stirred into hot chai tea is bliss. The caramelised stickiness complements the vanilla spices of chai and trust me, try this one and you will not look back!

I love crisp royal gala apples paid for in an honesty box. I love how spontaneous this is, its randomness and that there are honest sods like me around who just love apples. Or honey for that matter but that’s another post altogether and takes me back to my adored Daylesford. On the topic of apples, I love Bramley apples and have sad moments that they are not readily available in Sydney to buy and make the best apple sauce from. And finally, I just love cider and when in Bristol (yes, I am talking about Avon-Somerset-UK-Bristol), it’s a must-go to Coronation Tap for the best cider ever. Full-stop.

As you can see, there are no themes or grouping my loves together. You might call it random love. But they are my random loves.