Long Live The BFF
I’m a hopeless romantic. Not in the classic sense of the word, or indeed in the modern now that I come to think about it. Less cut out hearts and love songs more about hope and trust and laughter. And…
Feminism & Fashion: Are we leaning in or selling out?
“We should all be Feminists.” I mean. Obviously right? It’s no longer just a statement but a battle cry. Though this time it’s not on a protest sign or a bumper sticker. It’s a t-shirt. Oh, and it comes with…
What the fuck is so offensive about body hair?
Apparently nearly half (48%) of Scottish men dislike body hair on a woman, with over a third (33%) having been tempted to or encouraged women to remove their body hair. Let that just sink in for a moment. Let that…
Japan: Mark II : Let’s Go Shopping
There’s a few thing I wish I knew before going to Japan. The fact that no one really speaks English. Street names? Yeaaaaah. Those aren’t a thing. Oh and good luck if you haven’t got portable WiFi for finding anything. …
Japan Part 1: The Elephant in The Room
This is the story of how I ended up going on my honeymoon by myself. No use in hanging a lampshade on it or trying to draw out a tired exercise in suspense.I can’t quite talk about Japan without addressing…
If you’re reading this I’m already dead….and other stories
“If you’re reading this I’m already dead.” It’s a familiar enough trope, but as we continue to live more of our lives online it’s also something we can expect to see more on our feeds. With apps like ifidie, Facebook…
Seasonal Self Care
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Or so we keep telling ourselves. And it can be. I mean, what’s not to love about cheese and wine and too much of both, right? Except the idea that you’re supposed…
Self Care Club
For all the times I’ve talked about depression on my blog, I’ve never written about it while experiencing a particularly bad patch. There was always an element of safety and distance that allows for a healthy amount of navel gazing,…
On Jealousy
I didn’t want to resent my friends. It just became something that happened. Well nothing just happens, but I definitely ignored all the warning signs. And along with that? Well all your standard feelings of guilt, shame and of course…