I’m putting ‘beauty’ in inverted commas because I’m pretty sure nobody uses these things to be beautiful. I don’t get up every morning and spend twenty minutes painting my face with oh-so-subtle cosmetics because I think I’m some sort of stunner. Women wear makeup to try and look normal, because even if we know that
(SLIDE THE WHITE ARROW) When we bought our home, it had sat on the market for a number of years. It was in a gorgeous area, and had a surprisingly big square footage. But something was putting people off. If, like me, you devoted a chunk of your student years to watching property shows on daytime television,
Podcasts are my main source of education these days. It used to be books, or online articles – but since having Orla and starting my business I’ve found it increasingly hard to find the time (and, er, to stay awake long enough) to just sit and read. Enter, the podcast. I listen while I drive.
No, not a handy guide for the new orange leader of the free world – though Lord knows he could probably use it. One of the most common questions I get about my interiors, other than ‘where is your bed from?’ (It was custom-built in the house before we bought it, I’m afraid. I just
Here’s your monthly dose of “but why can’t I take photos like this?”. Don’t worry, I can’t either. God, these posts depress me… ? but in the best possible way! I never consciously choose themed or similar shots for these monthly collections, yet there are a lot of things these pictures all have in common. They’re
I’ve spent a lot of my 32 years trying to change. I truly believe it’s important to understand your own shortcomings, and of course we’re all trying to grow into better & happier people. However, over the last few years I’ve come to appreciate that some of my self loathing was targeted in entirely the
There’s a funny mood in the insta-air. For the first time in my memory, people are stepping away. Twitter is awash with people saying it just doesn’t work for them any more – for inspiration and for engagement – and the frustration is growing daily. I have a lot of thoughts on this – on why it’s
I’m not a beauty-haul kind of girl. My eyeliner is always wonky, my hair never looks like the YouTube girls. For a long time I thought this was because I lacked some essential talent, but I’ve since come to terms with the fact that I just don’t care. Not enough to spend twenty-five minutes on
I don’t go in for food-fads. My dress size hovers around a UK 8-10, & I never do yoga in a bikini on the beach. If going gluten-free is the cure for all human ailments, I’m going to be falling into a blissful bread-induced coma any day. That said, we eat well and happily in