I’ve just carried out a social media cull. I read an article discussing the correlation between following accounts that leave us feeling bad about ourselves and the rise in negative self-image, and I felt ruthlessly inspired to relegate some of my ‘contacts’ to the bin. Continue reading “Go peddle your bad advice and fat-shaming elsewhere.” I take on the diet industry
I have a tough time keeping my mouth shut about topics that I feel passionate about. Continue reading You’re not a little bit OCD, I am
It’s a big, fat cliché, but as a single girl living in a city – who doesn’t want to die alone with her face eaten by overweight dogs – and would like to find a date, you’ve pretty much got to hit the dating apps. Continue reading Dating Apps: The end of romance as we knew it?
I’ve always considered myself an optimist. A bit neurotic, maybe. But never a catastrophiser. Continue reading Optimism, Anxiety and Filling up the Glass.
We’ve all got our own procedure. I do mine in front of Netflix. Housemate lays out her tools in the bathroom sink like she’s preparing for an operation. Continue reading Sexism and the supermarket: is it OK for women to wear pyjamas and apply make-up in public?
Ah, New Year. It’s a bit like Marmite. You either love it, or you detest it. Continue reading Why Not Having Your Shit Together is Just Fine
It’s a widespread opinion that if you are someone who posts pictures of their life via a public forum like Facebook, Twitter or Instagram, then you should assume – and accept – that people will comment. Continue reading Strangers Commenting on My Appearance via Social Media is Not a Compliment, its Creepy AF