Pink is the colour of my little girl’s happiness; Pink is the colour of her princess dress. Pink is the colour of the ’95 champagne that’s chilling in my fridge. As a mum to a 3-year-old girl, I fight a constant, quiet battle to keep the level of pink in our lives to a sensible
You were born with a mind like a faiytale forest, filled with every imaginable species, and some even beyond that. A rainbow of feathers, a cacophony of song. & every day as you grow, we lose a bird or two. Like conservationists, we try to choose what is most important, to focus our limited resources
After my last instagram tips post, I looked back at my wider photo archives, and found a few sets I wanted to revisit somehow. So this is the first of a little series, I think. F was about 3 when these photographs were taken; I was staying with her parents, illustrators & authors Helen &
It’s not that I’m anti-pink per se… I guess I just don’t want O to grow up thinking it’s her only option. & besides, we already have a lot of pink. Everyone buys pink when you have a baby girl, & though I’d always planned to dress her in white & grey & brown