Words by: Natasha Schapova
Art by: Aleesha Martin

I was born in New Zealand but lived the majority of my life in Australia. However, growing up with two Russian parents, I had never really considered myself to be that Australian at all.

Words and Collage by: Caitlin Johnston

Monash has a campus in Prato, Italy. I found this out in my second year when I was living in a sharehouse, working multiple jobs and living off McDonald’s and Mi Goreng. Travel was the last thing on my mind.

Words by: Malena Frey
Art by: Jake Porter

There’s no denying that the latest fashion trends bombard us wherever we look. Whether it’s through Facebook or Instagram, the Kendall Jenners and Tammy Hembrows of the world (and every influencer
in between) seem to be constantly flaunting one trend or another, which can make us feel as though we needed to have ‘it’ yesterday.

Words by: Tiffany Forbes
Art by: Sophie McKenzie-Stripp

I like to think of travel as an extension of myself; a string of intimate and distinct memories that only exist within the crevices of my own brain.

Words by: Amy Jenkin
Art by: Johanna Toner

Like many university students, dreaming of my next international adventure has gotten me through the drudgery of many semesters.

Words by: Thiamando Pavlidis
Art by: Jackie Liu

Conspiracy theories are like watching entire seasons of Real Housewives in one sitting. The deeper you get into it, the more you start questioning a) what’s real and what’s for the audience and b) your own sanity. 

Words by: Madison Marshall

Words by: Joseph Lew
Art by: Ruth Ong

We’ve all had our own projects during lockdown. Some of us are baking sourdough. Some of us are learning to play the piano. And some of us are trying to fit 30 hours of sleep into a 24 hour day.

Words by: Dina Ivkovich
Art by: m.ink

I read somewhere that trying to capture New York City in a single frame is like trying to hold water — it slips through your fingers. The obstacle in this metaphor is our own hands, and the response by its original creator is this: ironically and kindly, fuck you. 

Words by: Kiera Eardley
Art by: Martina Fenech

Planes are grounded, we’re supposed to be hungover on a boat in Croatia right now, and things are feeling a bit gloomy. We’re stuck indoors, but who says we can’t make our own holiday from the safety of the couch?