Once A Fuckboy, Always A Fuckboy

  I was going to save this particular story for the book but something happened this week that changed the whole narrative and so I feel like I need to write it down, for therapeutic reasons. Some of you will already know a bit about my friend Caramel Dixon because he came to my house... Continue Reading →

Following My Own Advice

  This was actually written about 3 weeks ago but my laptop decided to have a nervous breakdown and I've only just fixed it, it feels like things have changed in the last 3 weeks but I don't want to delete all of this so I'll let you read it and then start afresh in... Continue Reading →

Another Year Wiser

  It was my birthday this weekend, I am now 36. I have had fleeting thoughts about being on the wrong side of 35, but who says it's the wrong side? I have heard many women say that your 40's are the best years of your life. I have absolutely loved my 30's, and I'm... Continue Reading →

Hot Dogs

I'm quite possibly the world's shittest blogger and I am sorry. I see some people posting daily and I'm just here dawdling along, posting every so often with no consistency or regularity. I used to post loads but the last 2 months have been hectic. Work is really busy, and I  just have moved house.... Continue Reading →

Fuckboys In Disguise

I did a post on Instagram this week about the different types of fuckboys (read my Fuckboy Guide if you haven’t already) and it became clear from the comments and the DMs I received that ‘The fuckboy in disguise’ is, or has been, a major issue for a lot of women. The picture I posted... Continue Reading →

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