The Stewardessen Breakfast Club

    Blog Archive.

    • Chicago – Meet the Goddess.

      And Her Baker Good morning and welcome to Chicago, Illinois, one of my most favourite destinations in the world. All good things happen to me here. This is my 34th trip to this city, and today I am going to take you with me for a bite of breakfast. Surprisingly, after two weeks of slogging Read more

    • Jumper Days.

      If you had held me close, I would have stolen your favourite jumper and worn it for a day at home; worn my favourite perfume at the same time. The one that smells of amber and orange blossoms; the one I wore to our first date; and that morning I picked you up from the Read more

    • January Favourites.

      Cosy & Words 1 Green Velvet Lounge Set / Hunkemöller I am not usually a fan of matching loungewear sets, but this one from Hunkemöller is just too soft and cosy! In fact, it is so lovely I don’t just have the long bottoms and jumper, I have the lacy shorts and top as well, Read more

    • The Lush Spa – Fresh Facial.

      Scrub your tears away, darling. Nothing proclaims a self-care-day like a day in a spa. Spas come in all shapes and sizes, and with all kinds of price tags attached. My favourite for an impromptu moment of self-care is The Lush Spa on Oxford Street in London. Appointments for this particular spa are hard to Read more

    • Hotel Beds.

      Still every hotel bed I come to is a bed I am not sharing with you. I crumple at the sight of twin pillows and… Read more

    • The Hannako Bralette.

      When I first asked my ex-boyfriend if he liked the colour of a particular lingerie piece I was considering buying while he was away, his replies were: “That looks nice!” followed by “What’s the occasion?” My immediate reply was: “Do I need an occasion?” Then he said: “I just don’t want you spending all your Read more

    • Feed Your Broken Heart Breakfast.

      When my heart got broken, the last thing on my mind was taking care of myself. Everything else seemed more important; or rather, nothing seemed important at all. I’d sleep through half the day because at night I would lie awake and ruminate; or cry. And I’d eat whatever was easily and readily available. Cooking Read more

    • What I Wanted.

      I liked my life the way it was before you crashed into it. I was not looking for the perfect husband to get married to yesterday. What I wanted, and still want, is a man to come home to. Honestly, I like having sex with you. A lot. Sometimes even on landing day. I love Read more