It’s time to dip into the travel pool again ━ travelling as self-care, even if it means regional travel—or even day trips.…
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Let’s talk about pausing to take notice of the beauty in ordinary things. I am slowly losing a skill, especially if it's in my own backyard.…
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Amma hugged me, enveloping me with her love. I wish I could put that motherly love into the recipe box and keep it with me forever.…
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I woke up today to a gloomy AF sky, a feverish body and the travel bubble announcement between Singapore and Hong Kong or wherever it's.…
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Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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I live a stone’s throw away from Prahran Market, the centuries-old market in Melbourne. It has been my market ever since I moved to Australia. I know the market like the back of my hand. Heavy hipster vibes, cute dogs tied outside, friendly sellers, and plenty of food tasting, there is so much to…
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It has been a hazy month. I could only recall not leaving the house for days at a time, thanks to the tiring lockdown. I watched Population 436, cried while rewatching The Office finale, organized my closet, and talked to my parents daily. I got a tarot cloth for better tarot picture-taking. I also…
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I mould Cafe Gaia to be my sanctuary. It’s where I go to journal, blog, contemplate, and celebrate. To take a break, nurtured and protected.…
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Summary of the last 30 days of Kulture Kween, the person and the blog, which are heavily based on the notes I scribbled down in my journal.…
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