This might come off as a bunch of hippie shit, it might just be nonsense, I don’t care either way. Today I have made the heavy handed move of putting my name in for the London Marathon 2013. While this might be a brilliant idea in theory it means I’m probably going to have to … More Why I started giving a crap.
I was just having a chat with someone about my reckless years, and she cleverly linked it to my love of The Libertines, making a very good parallel between the ways Pete grew up having certain things expected of him by his military dad and once he got away from home just threw it all … More Why The Libertines will always be golden to me.
I like to think I have a pretty good bullshit detector built up through years of people dropping out on promises or trial and error or however else you learn these things. That’s why I have very little time for the fake and bake attitudes I see around me. I’m not saying that there’s anything … More Fake it until you forsake it.
While I appreciate the fact that The Only Way In Essex (or TOWIE as people insist on calling it) has brought a lot of people out of the gutter of wearing sportswear and taught them how to slick their hair over with the soaked appeal of the ‘wet look’ I can’t help but wonder where … More The Only Way Is Anything But Essex.
I have massive issues with feeling powerless, I’m not sure if it is something that everyone suffers with but I’m sure it’s more than just me. I think the problem stems from being a child, it wasn’t adults who made me feel that way though, it was other children. Adults quickly cottoned on to the … More Take the power back.
I’ve been battling my hair for a decade now, I grow it and them I cut it and them I grow it again. It never gets really long, it just gets big. I inherited the Jewish curl on my mothers side and boy does it show. The fact of the matter is that I always … More Hair (Let the sun shine)
So I went out on Saturday night, for the third time this year at a guess, the other two I remember were birthdays (a friends and then my own). It still hasn’t completely won me back. I was worried that it was just me who thought the place was mostly populated by wankers but my … More Less often, but better.