A couple of weeks ago, I listened to the High Low podcast (something I'm becoming mildly obsessed with FYI - don't ask, I think it's the posh accents) and the subject on being 'average' was broached. The idea that being just an average girl in a average house with an average income was no longer good… Continue reading The fear of being average
C'mon. It's common right? You do really well on the ol' fitness shit. You loose a fair bit of weight, you feel like a fantabulous version of you. You think you can conquer the world with your new pert bum. Then you take your foot off your gas. You may well have spent 6 months… Continue reading Claiming your body back
A city famed for its landmarks, its heritage and its rain. A city of scale, of skyscraping towers, money and fame. A city known for its banks, its theatres but never really its pain. We are London.
Drinking far too much 'Tequila Sunrise' to function so crying the rest of the night away on a beach next to two people shagging on a sun lounger #holidayromance.
Let's do a meal. Yeah. Do a meal.
Night in with bae. BLURGH
If you make the self-checkout more painful then it already is, then you're on the arsehole list.