I am not apologising for ‘no makeup’-days anymore, and you shouldn’…

In today’s society, there is an overwhelming pressure on women to always look radiant, glowy and youthful, no matter the circumstances. Undereye circles, spots or even a round face shape get frowned upon; we are expected to conceal, contour and…

A little experiment for a better night’s sleep.

My sleep is very much affected by what and how much is going on in my life. It seems that everything I successfully suppress during the day manifests when I close my eyes and has given me quite a few…

On constantly restricting ourselves.

I was lying in bed, looking through Netflix, trying to decide what to watch. There were numerous films, shows and documentaries on my list but nothing really tickled my fancy until I came across a film called ‘Deck the Halls’.…

Social media and consumerism.

I can spend hours getting lost on YouTube or Instagram. The ‘recommended videos’ section is never ending, as is the ‘Explore’ page, and I love finding little gems of accounts whose videos I find myself binge-watching and the photos that…

So… life, eh?

It’s been a while since I openly and honestly shared how my life is going right now. I don’t know why. Maybe I was just too consumed by it, trying to swim whilst the fear of drowning hung over me…

“You’re boring.”

I was in Boots. I remember browsing the new L’Oreal masks when a gentleman from Australia approached me. He thought I looked nice, he said, and he wanted to just give it a try and chat to me. I could…

Networking as an introvert.

I enjoy a good ‘What it’s like to be an introvert’ article. A collection of memes from Tumblr and Twitter, a doodle on Instagram and my thumb double-tabs the screen quicker than you can say ‘Sorry, I’ve got plans already’.…

On becoming my own boss.

Photos by Pippa O’Neill When I wake up in the middle of the night, that’s where my mind races the fastest. Put rain or a thunderstorm in and I will get my pen and paper out, grab my thoughts and…

An amicable breakup.

  As I’m typing this, I’m sat on coach A1 from London Victoria to Luton airport. It’s 12:30pm and I’ve been on a mission to catch a flight home since 9am. Why I don’t fly from Gatwick if I live…


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