The stand-out memories of my childhood growing up in the late nineties are peppered with swapping Pokemon cards in the playground, then going home and watching Robot Wars and Top Of The Pops on our boxy, black TV set. Mum meticulously tied my hair in scrunchies that matched my dresses and I happily trotted about… Continue reading Time-warp Culture: why Millennials are finding comfort in the old.
Writing comes with a number of things that bring me joy. I love the fact I can type out a couple of paragraphs, and convey what I'm thinking about a certain topic with a voice that can change and morph more than my spoken words can. I like the fact that it can reach people… Continue reading Losing my words: writer’s block and blogging.
Despite the fact that the rain is hammering against my window as I type this, it is Summer. Unbelievably, the season of the 'Summer Body' is upon us, and I've just inhaled a sizable portion of spaghetti hoops on toast with a nice big brew to supplement it. My morning has been spent on emails,… Continue reading Is your body a ‘beach body?’ Yes, it is.
In the aftermath of Brexit, I really have tried to keep anything too political off this blog - mainly venting through Twitter. However, I saw a video today. It was filmed in Manchester, which is the city closest to me and incidentally where I have spent quite a bit of time. This brought it home… Continue reading We’re five days post-Brexit and everything’s gone to pot.
tw: this does allude to cancer and death, so if that's not your cup of tea, here's your heads-up. Hello Dad. Today is Father's Day, and it's the second one without you here. Honestly, I always thought the first one would be the most difficult, because it's so fresh and raw and you'd only been… Continue reading Dear Dad, Happy Father’s Day.
If you've never watched Eurovision, or are one of our American friends from across the pond - this is going to sound absolutely mental. But I shall do my best to explain. Imagine, if you will, a Hunger-Games style 'music contest', where the countries of Europe offer up a tribute to compete against forty… Continue reading ‘Glitter and political shade’ – Eurovision 2016
Yesterday, I spent the day lounging on the grass of my uni's running track, soaking up the sun and listening to my friend flick through her Spotify playlist. The night before, I drank cider and played football (badly, on my part) until it got dark and cold outside - and it was great. This is… Continue reading I’m A Terrible Teenager.
Hey kiddo! Ah. That might seem a bit patronising. It isn't intended to be, especially as you're technically a 'teenager' now. Oh, to be thirteen again! It was such a simple time. You see, as I'm writing this, we're eighteen years old and typing away in our Uni room at Leeds Trinity University, studying journalism.… Continue reading ‘Trust me on this’ – a letter to my younger self…
Let's talk about bra-shopping. But specifically, bra-shopping for us 'busty' lasses. Urgh. The mere mention of it brings war-flashbacks of claustrophobic changing rooms, unflattering florescent lighting and a sea of beige, beige and beige boob-slings that would rather suit being strapped to the back of a parachutist. After all, the search for the perfect bra is… Continue reading Big Boobs: The Great British Bra Hunt
University, believe it or not, is incredibly stressful. Despite the call of freedom, the promise of take-out every other night and the lure of £2 doubles, mental health problems such as anxiety and depression are more likely to be diagnosed in people aged 18 to 24 - which conveniently whacks those of us studying at Uni… Continue reading Six Tips for Coping With Anxiety at University