Twitter. We love it. We spend too much time on it. We giggle at it. And sometimes it downright depresses us. Racist replies to every tweet, people yelling at each other with no regard for facts or civilised debate, mobs of righteous anger. In short, a total social media cesspit. But not all of Twitter … Continue reading Five twitter accounts that won’t make you despair about the world
They say you never know what you've got until it's gone. And boy, ain't that the truth? We're all such deluded, ungrateful little humans running around the planet always wanting more, never feeling grateful for what we've got, and never taking a minute to appreciate things. I was like that with my skin. I washed my face... … Continue reading Skin deep: my journey through adult acne
Is there anything that touches more of a nerve within a group of women than the discussion of weight? What about this simple phrase: “I don’t believe in dieting”? Spoken out loud during lunch in January feels like lobbing a grande, or like announcing you don’t believe in gravity. But after years of painful dieting, … Continue reading Why I don’t believe in dieting
Over the last two years I’ve made a concerted effort to read more books. I read a lot of incredible articles from across the world, long reads from Buzzfeed News, the Guardian, the New Yorker, and the New York Times. Heartbreaking, mind expanding pieces of reporting which enrich my daily life. But that’s easy. All … Continue reading Books I read in 2017: the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
They are building on my childhood. I discovered this by accident, a burst of unexpected nostalgia rushing forth from a single picture on Twitter. Scrolling mindlessly through the feed, I saw a picture of a field and knew it instantly. Old Farm Park, a little strip of land beside the railway line running from Sidcup … Continue reading They’re building on my childhood and it won’t solve anything.
As the temperature dropped to almost zero today, and the wind clawed my face as I ground my way uphill, I couldn't help but think to myself 'why the fuck do I do this?' Why do I cycle? Why do I cycle in a city with a miserable climate, which sometimes seems hostile to the … Continue reading Why I Cycle
Back in the mists of time, before we described memorable moments as ‘instagramable’, we called them something else: ‘kodak moments’. The kodak photography company did so well at associating its products with an action that they became synonymous, like hoovering, yo-yoing, and Facebooking. For a while, they must have seemed unbeatable to their competition, but … Continue reading How to create a social media strategy that’s not cringeworthy