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February 13, 2018 - No Comments!


It had been on the list for many many years, finally, with great company and my wildthingsgallery Tipi, we were on our way, to the beginning - of the rainbow.

Friday started off with a bang, literally. It was hot, dry, windy and cloudy… suddenly lightning struck a hill just 400m from the camping, starting a blazing fire up on the very dry hill. The skies went black with ash and cloud as confused faces wandered into the laneways of campsites. I’m sure the party was going off inside - I turned to Tash and said “whats the evacuation plan in a place like this?” Just moments later the rain started to pour, fire engines screeched in and the blaze was put out. The heavens opened up, the sun shone through the clouds... and as if it was all part of the show, a huge rainbow appeared followed closely by a hot and smokey pink sunset. Welcome to Rainbow.

I was blown away by incredible DJs and live acts, Cacao ceremonies, yoga, talks and more. Ive never come  across so many amazing handmade stalls. From my new found love VESICA bottle, feather earrings, macrame necklaces and parasols and pirate hats. Morning Missions for coffee, Day Time Dancing and Nightfall Nonsense…I found myself tall, wandering through edible community gardens, nibbling on kale, i found myself small, inside artworks, inside pianos perhaps. I found myself up high climbing, down low dancing and in the middle under the misters at the market stage.

Natascha and I - inspired by Arnhems new eco-concious range - set out to make a conscious effort throughout the whole experience and (subtly) to get our friends on board.

Rainbow had made such a wonderful effort with separate, slightly comical bins, clearly labeled labeled ‘cans”, “recyclable plastics”, “bio-degradable/cardboard”, “compost”, and “total waste of resources” (non-biodegradable matter)

Some stalls had reusable cups and plates, which you could take back to the recycling centre, where you wash up your dishes and hand them back.  We noticed theme camps we entered had signs warning patrons to please help them keep the stages “MOOP” free. (MOOP “matter out of place” a concept adopted from Burning Man.)

However, to be honest this didn't stop people from leaving a mess absolutely everywhere and this is what persuades me to write this. After seeing such a downright awesome effort to hold a waste-free festival, I saw far too many party-goers ignore the signs, literally, just leaving trash all about. On a greater scale, especially at festivals, we become a community because we all have something in common. A true love for music, art, community, dancing, expression, creativity, and more… it would be so wonderful if our compassion for the earth we live on started to become a common interest too.

It may not be appropriate to wander around every commercial music festival with a camping cup attached to your belt and a thermos bottle on hand for obvious reasons. My visit to Burning Man 2017 definitely taught, or reinforced a thing or two about how to harness sustainability and make eco-conscious while partying.  It really makes a difference with these two things alone. Have your cocktails, Tea, Coffee, juice or smoothie in your cup, and fill your water bottle from the taps whenever you need. This idea was completely new to me last year, now suddenly this tiny little change has crept into my everyday life. I always use the same bottle, and have a beautiful ceramic keep-cup for my coffees.

Doing this will start to literally REDUCE the amount of rubbish you create from non-biodegradable packaging, REUSE cups, cutlery and your water bottle. RECYCLE anything and EVERYTHING that you possibly can in the correct manner. It feels GOOD!

February 9, 2018 - No Comments!



Our trip begins as we make haste away from the skyscrapers of Dubai, through the rolling sand hills of the desert and into to the rocky mountain range of Hatta. Captivated by the gorgeous purple, grey and blue ombre mountains. At the foothills of the mountains is Hatta dam, where the curiously turquoise waters are home to many actives such as canoeing, rowing and boating beneath these beautiful landscapes.

With some time to spare Saffron and I came across an Arabic Teahouse just outside the city, in the old town, somewhat similar to a souk or Medina. We find ourselves greeted by sincere smiles, and sensational smells - not just of delicious food, but copious amounts of sandalwood burning above a wishing well. We sit down at the cosiest looking table, where the sun peaks though the lush, green over hangings. The teahouse is white, blue and dainty, but surrounded by terracotta walls. Its decorated with old photographs and memorabilia. Waitresses and kitchen staff wander around in polka-dot dresses while some men play music. Our tea blooms beautifully as we watch in awe, orange flowers submerging from the coiled green tea leaves. The perfect distraction while our most middle-eastern feast is being prepared. Falafel, pitta, dips - galore … and we attempt to finish it all! What a beautiful first meal in Dubai.


Time for a day at the beach, a salt water fix was needed! We found ourselves to be far more productive than imagined. The sun wasn't too hot that afternoon. So you would have curiously seen us Lounging in hammocks overhanging the beautiful still sea, with surprisingly fast wifi, ploughing through emails and getting it done! My kind of afternoon


its 530am in the middle of the freezing cold desert. after being picked up from our hotels we all congregate around a deflated ballon, soon to be filled full or air and fire. Up, up and away, 40000 ft. in the air we watch the most gorgeous sunrise over the desert. eagles fly around and sand dunes swirl in the most peculiar patterns as we come closer and closer. down, down, down and off to breakfast in the desert…

Into our old school safari land rovers and over the sand dunes we go. Famished, i can see a mirage-like setting on the horizon. Much to my surprise this was no mirage, infact through the palm trees we found ourselves greeted pleasantly with rosewater blessings, fresh gooey dates and arabic coffee as we wandered, weary-eyed into this little slice of heaven. Pillows and blankets lined the floors, tables of fresh arabic breakfast and toasty drinks. The air was still cool although the sun seemed high as we nibbled and sipped our coffee.

Our little breakfast camp was surrounded by the sandy park where we would begin our safari. With the warm wind in our hair, we cruised through the desert. Stopping to see elks, camels, lizards and many peculiar holes, for those nocturnal critters and wondrous oasis of ancient trees and other flora.

FROM ABOVE The city from above is so impressive, from its palm trees (literally palm tree shaped islands) to its skyscrapers.


I had the chance to visit my cousins who live in dubai, and they recommended Tajin, a beautiful moroccan restaurant where they choose to break their ramadan fast! i was captivated by the beautiful live musicians playing traditional instruments while we nibbles on olives and dips, and ate delicious traditional vegetable curry.


After 4 days of amazing arabic food, I started to feel like i needed a good-ol beetroot juice and maybe a salad. Tom & Serg hit the spot. A little bit of everything. A Macro/healthy food menu, Aussie style coffee, NYC industrial location and i think i was feeling a fairly LA interior vibe… it was delicious! Familiar indeed!


Were 30 floors up inside the Buj Al-Arab, if you weren't already impressed by the whacky, colourful interior, fountains and gold foiled columns, you’d be stunned by this gloriously grand and righteously royal spa, surprisingly tranquil… and covered on mosaic. Stunning! That afternoon seemed quiet, and there was no one around, saffron and i had the spa, sauna, and ice plunge pools all to ourselves…


On our last night we chose to have dinner on a rooftop where we could sit and enjoy the view of the sunset behind the worlds tallest building. After all we had only driven past it each day, but not yet marvelled in its glory! A delicious 5-cuisine asian restaurant covered all our cravings.