My femininity is failing me.

help_horror_gif_giphy

As I cooked pasta and prepared a ready-made sauce last night, I realised I’m the worst example of an archetypal female that ever was. Last week I came home to buckets of homemade elderflower pressé brewing in my kitchen. My housemate is very talented; she’s a busy career woman, yet successfully keeps a menagerie of plants alive […]

Read More

Mo’ money, mo’ problems.

money_gif_dollar

Staring into the empty eyes of my fellow passengers on the central line this morning, I could barely stop myself from retching. Mum – before you frantically call me asking when my last period was, I can tell you that this sickness is coming from a different place. This wave of all-consuming nausea comes from, […]

Read More

Am I having a nervous breakdown, or am I just being dramatic?

parks-recreation-breakdown-help-aubrey-plaza

Ah, that age old question I find myself asking daily; am I in the midst of a quarter-life crisis, or was I just being dramatic when I cried about the muesli I dropped on the kitchen floor? I hate clichés, they send a shiver down my spine. But one cliché seems so fitting right now: when […]

Read More

Why should I walk for the Women’s March?

Today, women the world over united to march against prejudice. Taking place on my doorstep, I wasn’t sure if the Women’s March was for me; do I really want to substitute my afternoon yoga class for the chaos of Central London? Equality between sexes, I whole-heartedly agree with the concept of feminism. So why the hesitancy? Well for […]

Read More

10 times I’ve been the worst to men

clueless-blog-dating-relationships

Once upon a time, a boy I don’t particularly like tried to catch me out. He’d seen an article I’d written about a terrible date and decided to take to Facebook: “have you ever wondered whether you’re the reason why it never works out?”. As narcissistic as you may think I am, I am not entirely […]

Read More

I married my stalker

True story. Not really, but kind of. Take a seat for this one, because you’re about to read the most painfully modern-Cinderella story that ever was (but without the happy ever after, because no one likes those people). So it was Halloween. I was suffering from onset psychosis after a bout of tonsillitis left me […]

Read More