In daily life, many of us struggle internally with some kind of insecurity. We put up a facade and attempt to embody confidence in order to help us get through our routine but when the day ends, we are still left with the little niggles we dislike about ourselves and the things that make us...Read More
I love a quote and one of my all-time favourites is one by Regina Brett and it goes like this…“What other people think of you is none of your business”. I’m pretty sure every single one of us knows at least one people pleaser. They often demonstrate the typical signs of bending over backwards and...Read More
If I asked you to list ten things you like about yourself and ten things you don’t, what list would you finish first? We live in a world of perfection, well, false perfection. Instagram, magazines, movies, celebrities, the list is endless when it comes to seeing what we ‘should’ aspire to look like, act like,...Read More
I have extremely fine hair. By which I mean that it’s very thin, not that it’s hella fantastic. This means that a.) It gets oily quickly, I’m lucky if I get two hours of clean, fresh hair each day, b.) I’ve spent my life looking enviously at people who have even slightly thicker hair, and...Read More
“You don’t look like you should be short!” A mild acquaintance once said to me during a casual conversation. We were in college, and I was free of the near constant bullying that I’d gone through in secondary school. My battered and broken self-esteem was finally in an environment where it was given the chance...Read More
When I was sixteen, I went on a class trip to a war museum in Manchester. It was a better option than a day at school, of course. I liked the unusual design of the building. It was a twisted maze of black marble, thick walls growing out of the floor to form little corridors...Read More
There are endless amounts of books claiming they can teach us how to get the man of our dreams. There are literally thousands of self-help books based on the concept of finding love. I’m all for self improvement and being the best person you can possibly be, but when it comes to love and matters...Read More
You definitely have it worse. I wore GAP jumpers with Kappa trousers that had poppers at the side. That was cool, then. I remember playing Snake on my Nokia 3310. I remember going to a party at the local youth club and singing my heart out to Destiny’s Child, ‘‘I’m a Survivor’’. I remember wearing...Read More
As rays of sunshine start to appear the glimmer of hope that summer is just around the corner enters our minds along with holidays, beer gardens and BBQ’s. But along with our optimism of a better British summer, so to comes the onslaught of glossy magazines with their baffling mixed messages about how to attain...Read More
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