In Fair Lady: My workspace

Fair Lady was the first grown-up magazine I ever had a subscription to. The bi-weekly arrival of that bible of vital info about The Glamourous Life of fashion shoots, make up tips and wry commentary by snappy city girls was a dreamy escape from the life of debating society, orchestra rehearsal and Friday night youth group that was blowing my hair back in while I was at high school in Pietermaritzburg.

That’s why I suppose I’m particularly thrilled to see a pic of me and my studio desk in the April issue of Fair Lady magazine.