Thanks to the Quarter Life Crisis, there's nothing like Christmas to remind you that you're definitely not a child anymore. Gone are the days of 'hoping for a tamagotchi' and 'the cat threw up on my stocking again' - now it's more 'all I want for Christmas is an early night and a debt-free future'.… Continue reading All I want for Christmas is a slow cooker
You know you're an adult in 2019 when the highlight of your weekend is going to a mindfulness festival. But there comes a point in adulthood (between avoiding emails and wondering when you'll win the lottery) when a detox is needed. Big Kid Problems Having spent the past few weeks cancelling plans to stay in… Continue reading I just took a DNA test turns out I’m 100% doing Yoga this weekend
There's nothing like a holiday to escape reality. But when my boyfriend and I went on a recent trip, we got more than we bargained for at our Airbnb. We were busy enjoying some peace and quiet when there was an unexpected knock at the door. Standing in the old Georgian apartment, I had a… Continue reading Scare bnb
The other day I was strutting my way to the doctors listening to Cardi B on full blast. Then the doctor prescribed me with an orthopedic insole and I faced the horrible realisation that I'm 27 going on 97. 90s brunch I also had a dentist appointment to get dental braces (sexy), so somewhere during… Continue reading I spy … a GREY HAIR
Thanks to the Quarter Life Crisis, I've been so busy writing about when things go wrong in life, nothing prepared me for when things started going right. Mum: Hannah, there's a 6ft handsome man at the door with chocolate cake. *SILENCE* Me opening the door to my boyfriend when he made my favourite cake: It's… Continue reading Smuggy
A little while ago, a friend asked me if I wanted to be in a play. Thanks to the 'I wonder what would happen if' attitude I've adopted during my 20's, I thought about it for half a second before saying "fuck it, why not". The Midult I was expecting to feel nervous during the… Continue reading To be or not to be … what was the question?
There comes a point in adulthood when your hopes and dreams are met with reality... "When I grow up I want to be fairly good at Excel from 9 to 5 and shove as much food as I can in my face during my lunch break" - said no one ever *proceeds to do this… Continue reading It’s time to begin, so count me in … 5,6,7 oh I give up
I recently wrote about the reality of breaking-up - the chore of untagging yourself from endless holiday photos and figuring out who should get custody of the pug-patterned oven gloves (me) and the toaster (also me). But once the initial crappery of the situation has passed, the time comes to face the world again and… Continue reading I Do … (want dessert)
Every year, like most people, I have a birthday. And every year, grateful to have made it through to the 'next round', I face the same battle between 'call me Beyoncé' and 'well this is embarrassing, let's pretend I'm not here and go back to our normal lives' If this year is anything to go… Continue reading Oops I did it again
There comes a point in your adulthood where you feel the urge to reign in your drinking habits. For me, this is currently spurred on by the trend in vegan brunches, yoga classes and 'look after yourself' memes #blessed. ImgFlip Luckily, I've discovered secret bars so now I can hide my 'should have gone to… Continue reading Knock, knock. Who’s there? Secret bar. OoOh.