About foxonthego
Just a mother, a wife, a writer, a professional marketer, amateur photographer, art lover, aspiring beekeeper... dreaming of a citrus grove in Sardinia...
let the beauty of what you love be what you do ~ Rumi
what’s that line? if life throws you lemons, make lemonade… well I’ve been thinking about this for a while now and you know, I think I’d rather just enjoy the lemon as is. Too much sugar in lemonade… makes you … Continue reading →
About 6 or 7 months ago I stopped reading the paper on the commute to and from work. The endless stories of tragic lives and events was difficult to digest on a daily basis and beginning to stress me out. … Continue reading →
My friends and the media are all up in arms about Abercrombie and Fitch’s CEO’s recent comments… whatever… not really that bothered to be honest… brands can target whomever they like… if it’s what the market wants, they’ll get the sales… this … Continue reading →
Can I really be interested in someone who declares themselves a Thatcher fan? Although I’m pretty sure my parents were more liberal or left leaning and didn’t vote ‘conservative’ or ‘republican’, I did grow up in a fairly capitalist leaning … Continue reading →
How Far Do Women Have to Lean In? check out some thoughts on this debate at the Big Think here, provoked by Sheryl Sandberg’s new book Lean In : http://bigthink.com/big-think-tv/how-far-do-women-have-to-lean-in I like the iron triangle concept. Gender on the Agenda being hotly … Continue reading →
So, the Tate was asking on FB this afternoon which artwork reminds you of your childhood… been thinking about this for the past few hours now… we had a large Renoir coffee book in our entrance hall all through my … Continue reading →
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So, dear readers, a new adventure is about to begin… I’m being posted to Africa… the deep dark heart of it… a regional job that will have me foxtrotting from one coast to the other across the continent… It’s tale … Continue reading →
For the second weekend in a row I’ve made my way along the treelined Southbank in the spring rain to see the Lichtenstein exhibition at the Tate Modern… I still haven’t seen it. It’s a popular one. It doesn’t matter. … Continue reading →
you may dream of other things… but you should know that i dream of you… i thought it would pass. i was wrong. maybe one day. now… your voice, written or spoken, swirls around me… sweetens my dreams. that is … Continue reading →
I woke up this morning with a dream still vividly playing on my mind. A slightly bizarre and somewhat hysterically happy dream. I’m sure I laughed out loud in my sleep. It was a bit like Alice in Wonderland meets … Continue reading →
