It’s no secret I love my kindle, I think I’m on my fourth? Growing up I traveled a lot and my mother was exceptional at raising us with classical music, books, inspiring films, really anything cultural that would provide me and my two sisters with a larger world view. So whenever we traveled, and too this day, we always had a book. For holidays like easter and valentines day we would get chocolate, pyjamas and a new book. So its not surprising that since then my leisure and introverting time is usually reading so I thought I would share some books that had changed me in some way or another.
Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia by Elizabeth Gilbert.
I must have been a middle aged divorced women in a past life because this book just gets me, so much so I re read it straight after. The reason this book changed me is it was the first book that gave me permission to really feel okay about having every feeling under the sun. Being okay with not identifying what the feeling is, and sometimes that not having a plan is okay.
The Velvet Rage by Alan Downs
If you are gay then you have to. This should be mandatory reading the day you come out. I can’t even, other than to say read it. Read it some more and then again later.
The Fashion Pack by Marion Hume
I read this in my final year of high school, I found it in a second bookshop in a small town. I was drawn to the tall slender glamorous model on the cover. The book is written by a former vogue Australian editor about the behind the scenes of publishing but more importantly fashions key players and fashion weeks in NYC, London, Milan and Paris. Before I was out, this was my passport to the glamorous life of Kate Moss doing coke with John Galliano, what happens backstage and what designers really get up to. For a small town boy sitting exams it was the perfect escape.
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Randomly this was one of my sisters text books for an english class she took in high school and I ended up reading it. It’s a nice easy read but for whatever reason really resonated with me.
A Little Life by Hanya Yanagihara
My mother raved about this book and my god mother and then my older sister, so over Christmas I started…. and then couldn’t stop. This book is amazing and just gets better and better. It’s only the second book to ever make me cry, its tragic and ever so beautifully written. I simply can’t recommend it enough.