Champion One Day, Crumbling the Next
You probably know the entire menu at Burger N Beast off by heart, but couldn’t explain where your degree comes from without citing another white guy. Brutal? Maybe. True? Definitely. And before you clutch your pearls, name one Māori scholar without opening Google. Thought so. Let’s go.
I’m not going to stroke your ego, but drag the part of your brain that worships 2x speed lectures and goes mute the moment...
From Ūawa to the Unknown: Six Weeks Across Taiwan
My journey started back home in Ūawa, with my whānau helping me gear up for my first-ever trip abroad – beyond Aussie, at least. From Christchurch, across to Hong Kong and finally over to Taiwan, it took five months of prep before we were even ready to step on that plane. Leaving home felt like being pulled from safe shores and thrown into the open ocean. Yet amid the chaos – airports, train stations, customs, language...
Flaunt Your Fashion
Open my whakapapa and you won’t find a tidy capsule collection, but a wardrobe crowded with pieces that refuse a singular aesthetic. Among the Jordans, arab silks sit beside pounamu pieces; between the stacks of NFL jerseys, a hijab folds next to Māori-made designer. It’s messy and eclectic, but it’s mine. Growing up, my “closet” felt more like a rack on clearance – English was the only thing on...
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