I was born in London to Greek parents, and spent my childhood and teen years between the backstreets of Chelsea and the beaches of the Cyclades. I was taking it all in –– the spiked hair and mohawks on the King’s Road, the chinchillas in the cloak room at Annabel’s, the beggars and Bulgari wearers in Kolonaki, the kaikia and Benettis moored in Mykonos –– It was all a feast for my observant eye. At 19, I lived in Florence for a stint, and studied Art History at the British Institute and Italian at the Dante Alighieri. It was there that I met my husband, on Valentine’s Day, in the school cantina. Together, we travelled the world, and eventually made Toronto our home. It is here that we are raising our three children, and here that I work as a freelance writer. That observant eye still serves me well. My work has appeared in most mainstream Canadian publications, plus a few abroad. La Parachute is my personal online scrapbook of all things pretty, witty, irreverent. The name is inspired by Iole –– a beautiful and daring Greek princess who escaped Hercules by leaping from a palace window and using her skirt as a parachute to freedom.



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