This is now

I started this blog in 2011 when I was at home with two toddlers desperately seeking some inspiration.  In the absence of finding anything local, Miss Rosanna was born.

Since then, I’ve developed a loyal following of readers interested in arts, culture, local events and people.  I’ve found work, created an online community and become real-life friends with people I first met in the virtual world – things which I never expected when I created Miss Rosanna all those years ago.

In the intervening years, I started freelancing as a marketing consultant and copywriter for small businesses including Avant Card, The Light Factory Gallery (now Second Home Eltham) and Wendy’s Music.  I am still friends with my clients today (and still work for some of them!).

I’ve also had the opportunity to write for The Weekly Review and speak at local events as well as work in a voluntary capacity with arts and culture organisations including the Banyule Arts and Cultural Advisory Committee, Heide Museum of Modern Art and Bundoora Homestead Art Centre.

Life has been rewarding and last year I started contracting part-time at La Trobe University handling the Bold Thinking Series of public lectures in their inaugural year – something which will continue this year in 2017 as the University celebrates its 50th Anniversary.

To this end, I thought that I would re-launch the Miss Rosanna blog to celebrate the new year, and a new journey ahead for me and for you, as my readers.  I hope we can share lots of adventures together, which is one of the reasons I started this blog in the first place.  There’s not a lot of point knowing things if those around you don’t benefit as well.  I wish you love and light in 2017 – here’s to a new year and a new start for all of us.img_5103



Travelling via superferry from Santorini to Paros was a memorable experience.  The sheer size of the ferries is gobsmacking – large enough to drive trucks on with an escalator and air conditioning inside as well as indoor cafes, bars and lounges depending on the class of ticket you’ve bought.  I had taken no chances and upgraded us to business class (or ‘distinguished class’) which gave us access to a lovely lounge upstairs which we had almost to ourselves for the three hours it took for us to get to Paros.  A tip too to check your ticket once it’s printed/picked up as the departure time can vary from what’s online as we found out when we got to the port two hours early and had to kill time.  Intermediary travel agencies will also charge you 1 euro per person for the privilege of printing tickets purchased online.

Still, we were super excited to dock in Pariklia – the port town of Paros before catching a taxi to Naoussa for 20 euro – it is cheaper to catch the bus but if you have a lot of luggage it can be easier to cab it and it was closer to our accommodation in Naoussa – the upmarket fishing village where we’d booked an old Cycladic ‘house’ (actually three separate apartments) on Air Bnb in the Old Town which was absolutely beautiful – stone laneways, Bougainvillea covered whitewashed Cycladic buildings with painted doors, more cats and locals still living in the village.  I had a little giggle going past upmarket shops with houses next door where someone’s undergarments were on the clothes horse outside.  It kind of summed up the whole experience of Naoussa which was equal parts extremely stylish and upmarket, but also endearingly local, authentic and charming – we loved saying Yasas and Kalimera every morning to neighbouring locals and their dogs and cats including the little old lady who made spaghetti bolognaise as dinner for her cats the first night we stayed.  To our delight, we were also walking distance to a little grocery store as well as the small cove where a collection of waterfront boutique tavernas are housed including Ouzeri Mitsi (where we had dinner our first night), Taverna Glafkos (where I celebrated my birthday the second night) and Foti’s Art Cafe which was great for brunch and drinks.

We also met up with our friends – another local family from here – Alessandra, an Italian entertainment broadcaster and her partner Phil a classically trained musician and music teacher.  Alessandra arrived the first night but Phil had missed the connecting flight from Milan to Mykonos and so arrived the next day.  None of us had been keen to stay or visit Mykonos, which I’ve heard is like Santorini except around a port but its reputation as a party destination had put us off.  As it was, Naoussa also has a number of all night bars and while we were further away – we could still hear the music in the early hours of the morning and were glad we brought ear plugs.  We did wonder how the poor locals cope over Summer.   I must be getting old…

I spent my birthday having breakfast on the terrace of our house as I did every morning we were there followed by drinks by the main waterfront.  Mr Rosanna and our friends took the kids to one of the small local beaches in the afternoon, which allowed me the luxury of wandering the streets to do some birthday shopping and while I did buy a small handmade bag to match my Greek sandals, I spent most of my time buying small gifts for family.  The afternoon is the hottest part of the day and only the silly tourists can be found on the streets and laneways with many shops closing for siesta and reopening later in the day.  There are some beautiful shops if you ever visit Naoussa including high-end womenswear stores La Meduse (stocking Klotho linen clothing and Loom Handmade bags from Crete), La Isla (also stocking linen clothing with handmade embroidery), bohemian Electric and modern Sun.Set as well as artisan/craft store Handmade in Paros, modern ceramic store MX Ceramics, Zina Fragi jewellery and Fad Gallery  for Trees n Blossom etched oxidised brass necklaces and earrings, Marble of Thannas silver and marble jewellery and Rhodesign bags.  It is indeed one of the most stylish places I’ve ever visited and I can understand why my bestie Jules, who is a fashion buyer, honeymooned there.  While Santorini has the wow factor, Naoussa is more understated and intimate with its secrets harder to find.

We stayed for 6 nights in total in Naoussa which was a good amount of time as it allowed us to explore the whole island, visit two of its closer beaches as well take the car ferry to Antiparos, which I will post about next.

Seduced by Santorini


Santorini is without question the most beautiful and atmospheric place I have ever visited with an other worldliness I’ve only felt a couple of other times in my life when visiting Ha Long Bay in Vietnam and Langkawi Island in Malaysia.  We flew in to the island on from Athens given I have children who aren’t great on boats and were picked up by our driver from boutique luxury hotel Aressana, which I had booked on booking.com months earlier after much deliberation given the cost.  I had decided to splurge here as I’m not sure that we’ll ever visit Santorini again and a colleague had advised me to stay in Fira – the capital – rather than elsewhere on the island.  Mr Rosanna and I have always had a tendency to stay in budget accommodation but there are times in your life when the expense is worth it and I have to say the Aressana was the accommodation highlight of our whole stay in Greece.

It’s located at the very bottom of Fira as you come in by bus or taxi and right near the stunning Atlantis Hotel which is the beginning of the sunset walk along the volcanic rock cliff edge known as the Caldera in front of the Orthodox Metropolitan Cathedral.  While not on the Caldera side, the Aressana was an oasis of calm and we had our own family room located further away from the main pool and breakfast area, which had a semi private lap pool of its own shared only with 5 other rooms – some of which were empty so we pretty much had the pool to ourselves the whole time we were there (see main pic above).

Santorini is breathtakingly beautiful – Mr Rosanna and I weren’t sure what to look at first as everything is a photo opportunity.  White washed buildings, flowering herbs and plants in pots on steps and walls and framing buildings, beautiful churches, paved stone laneways, the Caldera itself forming a massive ring around the island in the sea from the geographic remains of a volcanic eruption thousands of years ago or the amazing blues of the ocean and sky.  We had lunch in the first of many roof top terrace tavernas (and I will come to the subject of Greek food a bit later on) as our room wasn’t quite ready and it was like being in a dream.  It was indeed the culmination of a dream – Mr R and I have wanted to visit Greece for a number of years now – so the fact that we were actually finally there was a very big deal and I have to say our minds were completely blown away.  The whole time we were there was dream-like despite the commercialisation of the place.  It is full of tourists from all over the world including many honeymooners, families and backpackers.  And yes, while it was very expensive to stay there (although we later heard that Mykonos is even more expensive) we had three magnificent days in Santorini, memories of which will stay with us forever.  We had a walk down one of the laneways where I noticed the cool WD Concept Store similar to Forget Me Not in Athens located next door to the White Door Theatre – a group of performers who parade down Gold Street every night at sunset (see main pic below) promoting their interactive Greek Wedding show.  The store is actually run by the performers during the day – a very clever and entrepreneurial move from some clearly talented and creative people with an eye for style.

We spent the afternoon settling into our room and having a swim before going out for dinner to another taverna and just making it to the Caldera edge at sunset for the first of three majestic evenings where the going down of the massive sun in the sky over the sea horizon is an event in itself with people clapping once the sun actually disappears.  It is magical to experience.

On our second day in Santorini we decided to take the very short but very steep cable car down to the water’s edge to the port where all the boats leave if you’re wanting to explore the nearby volcanic isles for a day trip (which I had heard were a bit disappointing so decided to pass).  There are actually two lines moving cable cars up and down on a constant basis rather than the one line which rotates around and it is faster (and less pungent) than taking a donkey ride down and up hill although there were old Greek men at the bottom who run the donkey business for interested people so we did say a quick hello to the donkeys.  We had frappes at the beach bar on the right hand side of the port marvelling at some of the doors built into the cliff where people used to live and had a chat to the wait staff who were relieved that no cruise ships were in port.  The cruise ships are so big that they can’t actually dock but have to anchor further out in the ocean and then boat passengers (up to 3000 people) across to the island.  When there are three ships in port at peak times, the island’s population explodes with an additional 10,000 people (including staff) so I’m glad this wasn’t the case while we were there.

We ventured out further along the streets of Santorini on our second day there taking in the feast of sights and sounds, stopping to do some shopping.  There are beggars on the island who we gave money to near the churches including the man with one deformed leg only who was clearly disabled but again, there were far fewer homeless people in Santorini than here in Melbourne.  It was a good opportunity for our children to see that hardship can happen to anyone and remember how lucky we truly are.  We witnessed our second amazing sunset in Fira but had been told to visit Oia by friends and family as it is apparently even more spectacular surrounded by the quaint blue domed churches and other buildings at the village further up from Fira.  We sadly didn’t make it there due to exhausted children but I’ve heard it’s almost a spiritual experience to see the sunset in Oia against the backdrop of such a dramatic landscape.

We bought a few more touristy things in Santorini – worry beads for my eldest son and more evil eye key rings for family.  There are some high end jewellery shops and galleries on Gold Street and even if you aren’t a fan of gold, it’s an interesting walk to have a look at all the over the top jewellery which glitters in the sun.  Lalaounis is worth a look as well as Mati Gallery where we spotted a bronze fish sculpture by artist owner Yorgos Kypris, which also made it home in our hand luggage as a special piece and keepsake.  Mati sells its own jewellery as well as that of other contemporary artists and I have a handmade matte silver sardine pendant which Mr Rosanna bought for me as an early birthday present, also from the gallery which has become a symbol of our trip to Greece – evil eyes and fish.  Just as an aside, the Greek toilets are still the same in that you have to use bins for used paper and additionally, tap water is not safe to drink in the islands (while it is in Athens) so bottled water is the way to go.

On our last day in Santorini, we put on our running shoes and spent the morning doing the cliffside walk making sure to avoid the donkey poo and walked all the way to the next ‘town’ of Imerovigli.  We stopped along the way at the Underground Tunnels (above) where a new art exhibition had just opened ‘Cyclades Iles De La Mer Egee’ by French artist Roger Tourte with some beautiful original drawings, posters and illustrations (which I would have happily bought if they’d been available as prints) from the 1920s.

We had drinks at one of the terrace cafes on the Caldera side and got the chance to walk past some of the cool cliff-side bars including the one above Franco’s Bar where we later went for pre-dinner drinks on our last night in Santorini.  Where did we go for dinner?  We chose to spend our last sunset dinner at Naoussa restaurant just across from the Aressana, which has been there for a number of years and recommended by the hotel staff.  It may also give you a clue too as to where we were headed next on our Grecian tour of the Cycladic islands.






Acropolis Now

My drugs had kicked in by Friday and we set off for the Acropolis of Athens in the morning before it got too hot and crowded.  It’s a good idea to get there as close to opening time of 8am as possible as there were still hundreds of people lining up for tickets and making their way slowly up the hill.  It’s a lovely walk from Monastiraki Square as you pass by a number of other ruins and go up the shaded steps near a taverna and past a heritage building which houses a childcare centre for the lucky staff who work at the Acropolis (carrying whistles for any misbehaving tourists) and Ministry of Culture.

It was a beautiful morning to visit with the sun already high in the sky and amazing views over Athens from the Acropolis.  The Parthenon and other buildings on the Acropolis were even more stunning to see close up and I marvelled at how they were all made of marble.  It was the United Nations in terms of tourists from all over the world taking photos including us and we also loved the huge Greek flag flying in the wind, which was visible from our apartment windows.

We stopped to have some Greek iced coffees with sugar (or frappes as they are called in Greece) and then made our way down through the beautiful streets of Plaka below the Acropolis and the main area for most tourists to visit or stay in.  The houses and little laneway tavernas and shops going up the steps towards the Acropolis were full of character and one of the things I will take with me is all the shade provided by leafy grapevines or flowering purple Bougainvillea.  We stopped to have lunch at one of the tavernas on the terrace.  Yiasemi is the go to place but you can’t go wrong with any Greek tavernas – I am in the closing days of our trip here and we are yet to have a bad meal.

The souvenir shops in Plaka are more stylish but still touristy – there were lots of young girls buying the lovely metal olive leaf head wreaths to wear.  Another shop worth visiting for modern Greek design is Forget Me Not which has had a number of write ups in international magazines.  We bought a very cool wrist band made of sailing rope held in place by a silver anchor as well as a T-Greeks T-shirt.

It was hot walking the streets of Plaka so we made it to the National Gardens for some respite from the sun.  If we’d had one extra day in Athens it would have been lovely to visit some of the museums, stroll down Ermou Street to browse the shops all the way to upmarket Kolonaki as well as visit Lycabettus Hill and take the funicular up to the highest point of Athens to visit St. George Church.

Mr Rosanna and I also enjoyed walking the streets of Pysri buying groceries from the super market and bakery with the locals.  Despite the population, Athens is like a village on steroids – it has remained proudly Greek and we loved our time there.  We spent our last night at a laneway taverna checking out the very cool hipster shops in the area, which had been closed in the early hours of the morning and at siesta time and we thoroughly enjoyed our inner city base in the time we spent in Athens although bigger adventures awaited us in the Cyclades Islands.


We spent our first day in Athens recovering from our travels.  Our first impression of the city driving in from the airport was that the buildings looked a bit run down – what I would call gritty but my father-in-law would call grotty.  I liked the fact that despite the size of the city it’s all relatively low-rise – maybe 6 – 8 storeys high for most buildings.  It was nice to come in from the east past the impressive Museum of Cycladic Art and Benaki Museum which we unfortunately ran out of time to visit, Parliament House and Syntagma (Constitution) Square – the scene of many protests – and its accompanying public gardens where we did manage to catch our breath one day on the sprawling lawns.

We drove past the magnificent and historic Hotel Grande Bretagne and down part of Ermou Street where you can find all the shops including some global brands but as I mentioned in my earlier post, I love the fact that Greece has stayed proudly Greek.  The beautiful blue and white striped flag of Greece flies in front of most buildings and houses here and I think there is only one McDonalds in Athens – I never actually saw one until I got to Santorini and even then it was in one of the back streets.  I think they have managed to avoid some of the pitfalls of globalisation and commercialisation and I found the street shops quite charming especially around our apartment where old style tin and basket shops could be found.

Psyri is pretty edgy – Mr Rosanna went to grab some delicious takeaway souvlaki on our first night and came out into the street from our apartment to find some junkies loitering below but by and large, we felt pretty safe.  There were beggars and homeless people in some of the streets and at nearby Monastiraki Square but nothing compared to the amount of homeless people we have in Melbourne.  The whole area is frequented by locals who visit the laneway bars, shops, restaurants and tavernas for which Psyri is known for.  There is a horrendous amount of graffiti and street art, which might be off putting for some, although we got used to it but noticed the difference when we eventually visited character-filled Plaka which has no graffiti.  There were a lot of very cool bars only a few metres from our apartment including the South-American inspired Juan Rodriguez (below with our Athenian-born waiter from Sierra Leone out the front) where we had dinner one night amidst all the smokers inside!  Yes, there are a lot of cigarette smokers in Greece and I think it’s one of the things that Australia has been much better at combatting along with gun control and environmental conservation.


The other thing which takes some getting used to is Greek toilets.  As their pipes are so old and narrow, their sewerage system can’t accommodate toilet paper so there is a bin provided next to every toilet you go to in Greece for used toilet paper (eek!).  Apparently, it’s pretty nasty if you forget and throw your paper in and then your toilet overflows.  The other thing they don’t do well is showers, in that not all showers have a wall fitting to hang your shower rose.  Instead you have a hose attachment with a shower rose at the end where you just hold it and shower different parts of your body but it’s not ideal if you’re someone who likes to stand under a shower with the water coming down onto your head.

On our first whole day, we woke up before dawn and it was too early for a meal at the Museum of Gastronomy downstairs so instead we went for a walk through the laneways full of interesting shops and cafes, stopping to have a koulouria (breakfast bread ring tied in a knot with sesame seeds) at a place packed with locals and walked to Monastiraki Square and its accompany flea market where you do need to watch out for pick pockets (there and on the metro train stations).  It was very touristy but my children loved buying mati (evil eye) key rings and miniature statues of Greek gods.  Mr Rosanna and I preferred the antique section and shops near Cafe Avissinia where I found a beautiful green stone elephant, which I now have to carry back in hand luggage.

We went past the famous Poet sandalmaker store (pictured above left) but found better quality and more fashionable sandals at Kallipous handmade shoes a few doors before where I bought the pair pictured above on my feet.  We got as far as the start of the ruins leading up to the Acropolis before jet lag and fatigue started to kick in.  We had lunch at a shaded tavern where we were serenaded by Greek rembetiko musicians playing the bouzouki and visited by our first cats of Greece – the first of many to come, before heading back home.

A Greek Odyssey

I’ve been in Greece the past couple of weeks and it’s been pretty amazing.  If I had any expectations regarding the country, they have now been surpassed.  I’m currently in the Greek Islands and they have blown my mind – the beauty of the places we’ve visited so far has been astonishing.  The word ‘amazing’ is often over-used but that and the word ‘wow’ have been constants since I left Melbourne two weeks ago in a less than optimal state of health, still on antibiotics and an inhaler.


We had a horror overnight flight from Melbourne to Abu Dhabi flying with Etihad – not because of anything the airline did but more that I picked up a stomach bug and had to break into our first aid kit by the time we got to Athens and that there was constant turbulence all the way over a period of 13 hours with one child who has a fear of flying and thought we were going to die, and another who suffers from motion sickness and promptly threw up when we landed in the United Arab Emirates.  Suffice to say we were in a pretty shattered state by the time we arrived and paid for access to the Al Reem Lounge (for which some American Express Platinum Card holders can get passes) just to re-group for a couple of hours before getting onto another plane bound for Athens.  It was nothing special food-wise but a calming and soothing place to be after the ordeal of the flight.  If you do have young children, I definitely recommend a stopover overnight to break up a long haul flight and unfortunately, this wasn’t something that Mr Rosanna and I had factored into our trip, which we only organised at the start of this year without using a travel agent.


Abu Dhabi seems like a fascinating place to visit for someone like me who has a Middle Eastern fetish and the Etihad staff were warm and friendly both in the skies and on ground.  All too quickly we had to board the plane again and it was a complete contrast flying to Athens in the calm, blue skies.  It took a lot of convincing for me to get our kids back onto the plane but sometimes you have to confront your fears again straight away.


We were happy beyond relief to land at Athens international airport where I was amused to find the first building I saw was an Ikea (luckily more of an anomaly in a country that is more culturally intact than ours) and we exited into a big queue in a fairly uninspiring, run down part of the airport with no air conditioning, lacklustre customer service and muzak blaring out of the speakers to have our passports checked and stamped.


Unlike most tourists who stay in picturesque Plaka, we had booked an apartment via Boutique Athens in gritty Psyri – the equivalent of Fitzroy – the hipster part of Athens where the locals live, which is covered in street art and graffiti.  Our driver Mihalis picked us up and took us to our laneway apartment where we met Nick – the Melbourne-born half Greek half Australian son of one of the owners who promptly opened up the graffiti covered front entrance to our apartment building right next door to the Museum of Gastronomy (and a former monastery) and took us up in the small lift to the sixth floor – the penthouse we’d spied on Home Away (formerly Stayz) with a wrap around balcony and amazing views of the Acropolis.  It was indeed a sight to behold to witness dawn breaking over the capital and the Acropolis bathed in light on our first day there.

Design for Life

Grant and Mary Featherston’s aptly titled exhibition will open on 30 June at Heide Museum of Modern Art in Bulleen and it will be great to have some local inspiration in the depths of Winter to go and visit.  If you’re a fan of Australian modernist furniture design, this one will be good to see over the coldest months of the year – if you ever find a vintage piece yourself – they look fabulous in many of the 50s, 60s and 70s houses in Melbourne’s north-east as well as many of the Alistair Knox mudbrick homes commonly found in Eltham and its environs.

Image via Heide

It’s quite the cultural month in that artist-in-residence John Brooks’ exhibition has opened at Bundoora Homestead Art Centre this week (with entries also being open for the upcoming A1 Darebin Art Salon) as well as the 2018 Banyule Arts and Culture Program launch and Telling Stories exhibition opening (with works from the Banyule art collection) at Hatch Contemporary Arts Space in Ivanhoe.

Image via The Fitzroy Naturopath

As for me, I subsequently got sicker this week after dragging myself to work last week and have succumbed to a chest infection and now on antibiotics which has been no fun at all.  Needless to say, I will be taking myself back to regular classes at Cinch Training in Macleod next term in an effort to develop some strength and stamina, which has been missing from my life these past few months, and has culminated in me being the most ill I’ve been in the past five years.

Image via Bestow Beauty

On a brighter note, I have been indulging in different cups of specialty tea the past few months instead of having coffee in the afternoon.  Two lovely brands if you can find them around which have turmeric in them include The Fitzroy Naturopath and Bestow.  If you like chai which I find particularly nice with Bonsoy milk and honey, there’s a great local brand made in Templestowe called Chai Walli, that is available from Leo’s in Heidelberg.  Stay warm and stay well my friends…I think I need a holiday!

Image via Chai Walli

Local Profile – Ash Constance

Winter has hit and if you’re feeling a bit uninspired like me, then you’ll be glad to know about Ash Constance.  You may have seen the ‘Hot Yoga’ billboard if you drive along Rosanna Road as Ash is one of the new breed of entrepreneurs opening up shop at 86 St James Road in the local area.  I’ve talked about staying warm and staying active over the winter and I daresay one of Ash’s classes would fit the bill.  She also has a very inspiring life story and I’m glad she’s here.  Read on for more about Ash…


Name: Ash Constance

Occupation: Chiropractor, Yoga Studio Owner and International Yoga Specialist

Lives/works: Heidelberg

How long have you lived/worked here? 3 months


Describe yourself/what you do:
Ash Constance is a yoga specialist and Doctor of Chiropractic, completing a Master’s degree in Chiropractic science at RMIT university. In 2009 she completed a yoga training in Palm Springs USA, and received the ‘Best Yogini’ award in 2009. Ash also trained in Barre Yoga in Los Angeles in 2014, yin yoga, and completed her Neuro Emotional Technique (NET) in 2016. She employs these modalities in her work as a body alignment, fascia and movement specialist. Ash has been an Ambassador for various health and fitness companies, including Lululemon, and is currently a 2018 Ambassador for Pilot Athletic.


Ash is passionate about working with like-minded people who share a similar approach to healthcare and vitality. Her vision is to inspire a global community, expanding and stretching the bodies and minds of the masses, stimulating the transformation of everyone to grow into the very best version of themselves.

Best thing(s) about working in Melbourne’s north-east: Amazing, supportive, lovely community!

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