You know you're an adult when you get a gym membership. But you know you're truly an adult when you spend the rest of your adulthood complaining that you have to go to the gym. OR you spend your adult life adoring your bulging biceps in the mirror - in which case, you're a twat.... Continue Reading →
I came home the other day to discover that my boyfriend had bought us a pie. In normal circumstances, I would SHOVE MY FACE STRAIGHT INTO THE PIE and go back for seconds, obviously. But this occasion was different... My boyfriend's choice - Steak and Stilton - was wasted on me. My Dad is allergic to... Continue Reading →
Betches As many Quarter Life Crisis survivors will tell you, your adulthood can often be spent in and out of (rather awkward) job interviews. Some people are forced into job-hopping thanks to rolling temporary contracts, fixed-term contracts or zero hour employment, while others are experimenting with their dreams..... #GOALS Evening Standard Before I found myself... Continue Reading →
I don't know what's happened to me this past month but I've started drinking wine and dusting the blinds. It all began when my 'inner adult' decided to move in with my boyfriend - while my 'inner child' saw the opportunity to decorate the flat with glittery toothbrush holders and chocolate bars. Rum and glitter... Continue Reading →
Imgflip The iconic TV show Friends is on Netflix - FINALLY! It's hard to believe that since the show first aired an entire era has gone by. As somebody whose childhood and teenage years were spent watching Rachel, Joey, Chandler, Monica, Phoebe and Ross endure the trials and tribulations of adulthood - I realise that... Continue Reading →
A little while ago, I wrote about how I'd been stripped of my 'young person' title and thrown into the depths of adulthood as I'd outgrown the eligibility for a 16-25 railcard. (You can read my blog post here - Crappy Birthday) In my new identity as 'person', I've had to give up sleeping in,... Continue Reading →
Apart from that time my friend fell over the kerb on a night out and dragged me down with her, my favourite part of my mid-twenties has to be the sudden and unexpected fashion crisis that's come with it. Like most 90s kids, I wanted to rock up to every jelly-themed birthday party or primary... Continue Reading →
It was only the other day when a bird pooed in my hair and I didn't notice until a stranger on the bus offered to pick it out with a tissue (thank you stranger) that I realised life in my twenties isn't as glamorous as I imagined it would be. To add to the chaos,... Continue Reading →
Like many of my friends, I spent most of my childhood pretending to be an adult. From fake marriages in the playground to building the perfect house on the Sims, growing up in the 90s saw crop tops, tamagotchi's, transfer tattoos, platform Skechers and more make-up than the Spice Girls put together as my vital... Continue Reading →
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