The nose knows

During my years of working in downtown Melbourne, I had one pet hate: the entrance to the Myer department store. I’d literally hold my breath as I walked through the doors. The mix of warm air and scents of perfume and sprays coming from the ground floor cosmetic...

No fear

This article gives a good overview of my food philosophy; it details how I learnt to master the art of intuitive eating by shutting out the ‘external’ voices in lieu of listening to the inherent wisdom of my own body. Read the printed version here, or read...

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