So, Facebook was kind enough to let me know this morning via timehop that it’s been exactly one year since I submitted by final university assignment (hahahah that’s fine, I’m fine, seriously I’m great) which got me to dwelling on exactly how little I had achieved in the last twelve months. I find it genuinely… Continue reading The Graduate
Feminism is not a dirty word. It does not mean you hate men, it does not mean you hate girls that have nice legs and a tan, and it does not mean you are a bitch or a dyke. It means you believe in equality.” – Kate Nash In light of the series Girls recently… Continue reading Not yet a woman
“This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until its done. It’s that easy, and that hard.” ― Neil Gaiman It’s hard to believe that this time last year I was still sat in a classroom learning how to write, and even stranger than I… Continue reading The woes of being a wordsmith
There are lots of aspects of myself that I love, and I’m grateful to be grown and confident enough to admit that. I love the symmetrical and defined shape of my face, I’m grateful for my nose, and most importantly my ability to abbreviate everything… even words that shouldn’t be shortened. I’m also a big… Continue reading I’d leave my rage to the sea and sun
“But my ultimate inspiration comes from my best friend, the dazzling woman from whom I received my name and my life’s blood, Lorelai Gilmore. My mother never gave me any idea that I couldn’t do whatever I wanted to do or be whomever I wanted to be. She filled our house with love and fun… Continue reading Home is where my mum is
Ya know those weeks that just seem to fly by in a huge blur of busy evenings, four consecutive days of dry shampoo, and shoveling dinner down so quickly you can’t remember what you ate? Yes, it’s been one of those. Between recovering from a torn ligament, catching a two-day cold, creating four FIMO models… Continue reading Three weddings and a reunion: shoe-spiration
When I was a teenager, I was filled with a lot of anguish and bitterness, and this reflected in my musical preference. I listened to a lot of The Smiths (and still do), Alterbridge and Steel Panther, and this gave me some kind of relief because they were bands with a message, however satirical those… Continue reading An ode to the tenderly fierce women: Musical influence from The Staves and Laura Marling.