It’s quite recently that I’ve began to see how absolutely vital the concept of adult friendship is. But these relationships haven’t been as effortless as I always assumed they might be, they take work and endeavour: it’s one thing to realise that you bare yourself and your soul when entering into a romantic relationship, but revealing your vulnerabilities to other women feels like something else entirely.
Is reading four books a month really such an achievement? I think it is, and here are the tomes I tore through these last 30 days!
Well, 2017 eh? I know nobody for whom this year wasn’t a bit of a challenge, myself included. Over the last 365 days I’ve been through some of the highest highs punctuated with the lowest lows: personally and professionally, globally…
There’s nothing I love more on a grey drizzly morning than a bit of an Instagram pick-me-up. It’s far and away my favourite of all the social networks and is such a tool of inspiration: be it food, home, clothes…
Yesterday I was in the same room as Hillary Rodham Clinton. I was one of 2,000 who’d managed to snag tickets to see her speak at Cheltenham Literature festival – tickets that sold out in a swift 43 minutes –…
As a creature of habit I like to do the same things over and over. I re-visit places I love for holidays (New York, anyone?), read the same books time and time again and watch my favourite movies thrice a…