I’m a sceptic who’s obsessed with her horoscope

Power in thinking & creativity, sex & love, and self. Pressure in routine and spirituality. Trouble with social life. That’s today’s forecast, apparently. I have a confession: I can’t stop checking my Co-Star. For those unfamiliar, Co-Star is an astrology app that, after entering your exact date and time of birth, spits out your birthContinue reading "I’m a sceptic who’s obsessed with her horoscope"

Don’t let the maskne get you down

In the shit sundae that has been 2020, maskne has been the pustular cherry on top. It’s the predictable outcome of a cesspool of oil, sweat, bacteria and friction- like steaming gunk directly into your pores. And seeing as it targets the most responsible mask-wearers amongst us, it is also incredibly rude. Mine, as I’mContinue reading "Don’t let the maskne get you down"

I joined an all girls’ running club and I maybe don’t hate running anymore.

To put it bluntly, I really, really don’t like running. I never have. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always loved sport and I work out most days, but pounding the pavement has never done it for me. Maybe it’s the repetition, maybe it’s the fact I overthink it and get distracted, or maybe it’s theContinue reading "I joined an all girls’ running club and I maybe don’t hate running anymore."

Beauty treatments I don’t leave to the professionals

Here’s the thing about personal maintenance- it never bloody ends. As soon as you get a haircut, your heels morph into the pumice stones they so desperately crave. Exfoliated every inch of your body? Woah, Nelly, those brows need a pluckin’. Now, I am not here to tell you what to do (if anything) toContinue reading "Beauty treatments I don’t leave to the professionals"

Will I be homesick forever?

Hello, I’d like to make an appointment with the doctor, please…What is my ailment? Oh, I have two, actually. I have the travel bug and also homesickness… hello?… no, no I’m not… ah shit they hung up Ahh, homesickness. The odd, often unexpected and definitely uninvited older brother to FOMO. It can come as aContinue reading "Will I be homesick forever?"

Does miserable music maketh miserable lady?

Our lives are punctuated by milestones, and a poignant moment in my young life was my eleventh birthday: the day I was given my first iPod. What came with this sturdy pink beast was infinite storage (actually 4GB) and infinite possibility. Up until this point my musical taste had been at the mercy of MixContinue reading "Does miserable music maketh miserable lady?"

I was told I was plus size: it was the best thing to happen to my body image

I recently realised that I’ve been the same height and the same size for over a decade. It’s wild to realise that this is the same body I had- and loathed- at 15. The boobs I once compressed into minimiser bras are the same ones that book me lingerie jobs, and the thighs I usedContinue reading "I was told I was plus size: it was the best thing to happen to my body image"

Why you should wear your most fabulous clothes on holidays

We’ve all heard it, the seemingly simple but conveniently shallow self-help quip: be yourself. I mean, yeah, being yourself is great. But have you ever tried being someone completely different?! Well, perhaps not completely, but I am an advocate for exploring different sides of yourself, trying on different personas and seeing what sticks.  If you’reContinue reading "Why you should wear your most fabulous clothes on holidays"

Go on, leisure yourself

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen About a Boy, but there’s an idea in that film that has always stuck with me. The fancy-free Will (a fabulously floppy-haired Hugh Grant) lives off the royalties of a Christmas song written by his late father, and is subsequently minted, jobless and indulgent. Without the structure ofContinue reading "Go on, leisure yourself"