Reader, I bought it (and now I regret it)

It was only the other day, when I was online shopping-not-shopping, I somehow pressed the 'order now, have it tomorrow!' button. As it turns out, the power of persuasion really doesn't make your dreams comes true... But it does bring you an unnecessary and probably not environmentally sustainable fancy dress costume. Friend: "what have you... Continue Reading →

QLC to room 101 please

You know you're an adult when doctor appointments become less 'help me, I have a cold' and more 'welcome to the party, here are my organs'. *You should probably stop reading now if you're squeamish.* The Midult But there's definitely no room for shyness when you're having an MOT on your reproductive system. If you're... Continue Reading →

Oops I did it again

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 →

Stop interrupting my grinding

Girls Think I'm Funny The Quarter Life Crisis wouldn't be complete without a messy break-up - followed by tears, cocktails, wine, more cocktails, therapy and an unwelcome appreciation for Celine Dion. While the world is full of pressure to meet the 'one' (the one who won't blue tick you on WhatsApp), if something isn't right... Continue Reading →

Yoga & ‘Pilatoes’

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 →

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