Instagram versus reality and the things I’m reflecting on as I creep closer to 30

I’m going to be 30 in May! I’m on holiday sat in a bikini by the pool wallowing in self pity and the looming loss of my youth that will inevitably strike, when I realise that I need to change the way I think. Despite Instagram making me believe that I should be at a … Continue reading Instagram versus reality and the things I’m reflecting on as I creep closer to 30

Paying to find the love of your life. It works for some people, right?!

So, hey guys, erm, I’m still single... Impossible right?! Ha! Nope! I defy science... And all the prayer and love dances my Mum has done, ever... Speaking of my Mother, this hilarious and slightly mental (in a good way) woman, other than suggesting I freeze my eggs, because at the grand old age of 28 … Continue reading Paying to find the love of your life. It works for some people, right?!

You… what the actual…?!

Holy shit-balls. Someone gave Dan Humphrey a knife. Is this what happened to him after we all found out he was Gossip Girl?! Makes sense... For those of you who haven’t yet had chance to watch You, the ten-episode series on Netflix, y’all are late to the party, catch up. It’s essentially about a psychopath … Continue reading You… what the actual…?!

Blame it on the alcohol… not on the fact that I’m just not your version of ‘perfect’…

Boy, has my ego just been bruised... not that this experience is anything new mind you, but as is ever the case with this blog, I needed to share it with you. Yeah, I met a guy, and we are already at the ‘never mind’ part of the conversation. I of course, met him in … Continue reading Blame it on the alcohol… not on the fact that I’m just not your version of ‘perfect’…

Perspective

‘It has been a shit year’. I found myself uttering that sentence to a very good friend of mine over a drink last Friday night. A hastily spoken sentence, but one I’ve resolved to look back on and regret saying. It’s been a tough year, absolutely, but a shit one? Most definitely not... January to … Continue reading Perspective

Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

I swear to god, I was put on this earth to entertain. Entertain in a manner that pertains to destroying all future prospects of having kids, and not dying alone. I met a guy on a night out in London on Saturday... again. Obviously, I’m not a normal person who meets people sober or in … Continue reading Confessions of a singleton: when your chat-game sucks…

Confessions of a Singleton…

So, Bristol has fast become one of my favourite places in the world. It has become a place for many a good story or two, for the morning after a pretty unexpected night out. Sunday night was of course, no exception. "We will just go out for a few drinks", they said. "Keep it chilled", … Continue reading Confessions of a Singleton…

“Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

I know a guy. A guy who always, always, always appeared to be interested. No, this wasn’t in my head, unless it’s somehow now been defined that “let’s switch numbers, send me pics of you in Brazil, we should grab some food, I wanna take you to this place with the best espresso martinis, let … Continue reading “Men are from Mars”… Yeah, this couldn’t be more true…

I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

‘Bent over, in the shower, on the bed, before work...’ Firstly, apologies for the rather explicit post that will follow, but my understanding of men and their behaviour is somewhat muddier than I thought... Secondly, the above was just some of the messages I got from a guy I met at a bar the other week. … Continue reading I’ll Take You Every Which Way… Except Out On A Date…

To The Men I’ve Dated, This Question is for You…

‘Dear failed love interest, Please could you kindly take this time to complete a very short survey of your experience dating me. All feedback is welcome, and your time would be most appreciated. The kindest of regards, The girl you bought dinner’. What is wrong with me? Okay, maybe too much? Well let me tell … Continue reading To The Men I’ve Dated, This Question is for You…