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?
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
Nothing says 'settling into adulthood responsibilities' like packing a suitcase full of glitter and running away to Ibiza for four days. But when you're a 20 something in the midst of career and relationship chaos, any opportunity for spontaneous sunshine is welcomed with Gypsy Shrine decorated open arms (that's unicorn and mermaid inspired body glitter,… Continue reading Keep Calm, we’re going to Ibiza