Fashion
Top 5 beauty treatments to avoid

Top 5 beauty treatments to avoid

In the 90s, beautification mostly revolved around green hair mascara and collecting as many Rimmel products as a £3.50 an hour Saturday job would allow. Convinced our teenage heartthrobs would be instantly smitten by our Rachel hairstyles and lilac nail varnish, we would saunter out of the changing rooms in gym knickers and a gas...
Do you think my arse is the size of a small country? (And other difficult questions.)

Do you think my arse is the size of a small country? (And other difficult questions.)

  Aside from a home highlighting ‘incident’ (of which we never speak), I’m reasonably low maintenance when it comes to getting ready. But for many of my girlfriends it’s a different story. From shoe choice enquiries to wondering whether that new dress makes them resemble a rare species of Walrus, I often wonder how their boyfriends...
How to look good on Facebook

How to look good on Facebook

A narcissist’s wet dream, Facebook has become the ultimate platform for pretending you’re having much more fun than you really are. So, with an endless stream of instagrammed excursions being gleefully swallowed by the great and powerful internet, how do you ensure you look like, rilly rilly good in your profile? After seeing one little...
The trials and tribulations of underwear shopping

The trials and tribulations of underwear shopping

My underwear drawer is a sad state of affairs. Buried under a mini avalanche of hand scribbled stories, ill advised mini skirts and make up that exploded on a plane once and was never adequately repaired, I consider it a good day if I manage to find some that actually fits. But this year I’m discarding the...
The Halloween costume guide

The Halloween costume guide

As a kid Halloween meant dressing up as a witch, pretending your neighbours’ collection of inadequately mutilated pumpkins was scary and trying not to chunder after one too many Milkyways. These days it’s about prancing around in stringy underwear, practising sexy duck face with black lipstick and trying not to chunder after one too many...
Luxury shopping on a shoestring budget

Luxury shopping on a shoestring budget

I hate Primark. I hate the pile of animal print polyester that lies on the floor like slaughtered jungle cats. I hate negotiating my way round hoards of pushy girls ransacking the store for that elusive £1 synthetic leather boob tube. It’s more traumatic than watching the Hunger Games with surround sound. Don’t get me...
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