I’m feeling really out of sorts this evening and I have no idea why. I had a great day. I assembled some bookcases that were delivered on Monday, and then rearranged our stuff and now our home looks so nice and less cluttered, and also surprisingly not at all too full considering how small our place actually is.

But since coming back from my yoga class these evening, I’ve just been feeling off. Scott was busy working away at his computer when I walked through the door so he was distracted. When he’s like this and I don’t have his full attention for the first 10 minutes of us reconnecting after being apart all day, I do sometimes feel a little off. Maybe it’s that.

Whatever the cause, I still can’t shake it. Even a super hot shower didn’t do the trick.

I’m curled up in bed now while Scott’s still on the couch.

The new collection is a disaster.

I just received some samples from my manufacturers in Bali and I am so disappointed.

7 out of 11 pieces are way too big, and 2 are too small. There are only 2 pieces that are correct.

I’m already late as it is, and now I’m going to be even later with my collection. 🙁 I am currently in Perth on a mini vacay, which I  chose to do over going to Bali because I thought my manufacturers had this sorted, but now I’m having trouble enjoying my time away because all I can think about is how I wasted my money on this holiday when I could have gone to Bali to handle this. I don’t know what to do. I’m feeling so discouraged that I honestly feel like skipping a winter collection altogether and just taking a very long break until September.

Maybe I just need to make some winter staples to tide me over until spring. My manufacturer got the most beautiful linen coat right, and a lovely shirt dress. I could totally work on those with a few other pieces.

The only problem is I wanted this new collection to  be very  “OG Seraphim”. I wanted it to be boho, with lots of amazing prints… and now I feel like I’m stuck on using black and grey… which is so Melbourne… but not necessarily where I want the company to go. I want the Melbourne structure mixed with the flowiness of Byron Bay. Is that too much to ask, Universe?

*sigh* I’m going to let myself moan for another day and then it’s back to the drawing board. I need to ovary up and sort this shit out.

Where are you all?

So I’ve spent my morning ignoring the weight of the hundred and one errands I have to do today, and have instead been going through this blog reading old comments and trying to find the people who wrote them.

Man, I used to have a great community of online friends. We would write earnest musings about life and love and comment just as earnestly on each other’s entries. I didn’t feel like they were just spectators. I felt like a lot of them were really there, feeling all those feelings with me, and I stupidly didn’t keep in touch. And now they’re all gone. All grown up with these amazing lives – I’m sure.

I hope you are all happy, and the dreams you had when we were young and a lot more free have come true.


12 years.

With so many other blogs and domains I’ve purchased since pww.net, it’s odd I still keep checking in. I don’t know why I do… it’s as if I’m waiting for someone interesting to leave a comment. Maybe it’s because we go way back and I’m sentimental and a bit of a web-hoarder. Perhaps it’s because Pure White Wave was my first ever  internet persona and that’s really important to me. No matter how many other projects I’ve started, this one is under my skin the most.

I love this domain. 

Perhaps I should return to it 12 years later, writing nothing more than stories about life as a 35 yr old, because even though I was so much more gung-ho about blogging back then, I was definitely shit at being 100% real.