Being an adult is hard. It really, wasn’t what I signed up for. Not only do I want a refund, but I also want compensation for all the hidden fine clauses, as well as a free emotional support animal who is <unlike my recently adopted pet> a lap cat.
“Stop touching your face, Pam.” Boyfriend tutted at me as we were waiting for the lifts. I internally eye-rolled at him, and my tone of voice said just as much. “I KNOW”. “Well, why do you keep doing it then?” “BECAUSE THE BLOODY FACE MASK THAT WE HAVE BEEN TOLD TO WEAR IS TOO BIG … Continue reading LITTLE FACE ISSUES
Since so many of you have been asking about my favourite skincare products, (JOKES-literally not a single person has ever asked me this but I’m going to show you anyway) my top five favourite products that keep me looking like a functioning human when I feel more like I’ve just finished my 8th round in … Continue reading NO-ONE ASKED BUT I’M TELLING YOU
Just like the Sinead O ‘Connor song, It has in fact been (approximately) seven hours and fifteen days, since I: wore mascara did my fake tan wore a socially acceptable outfit I think it’s the longest time in my adult life, where I’ve really let myself ‘go’. Although, as I write it, It doesn’t really summarise the point I’m trying … Continue reading QUARANT-QUEEN
We were at the gym, before breakfast doing fasted cardio in a bid to lose some weight, slogging it out on the treadmill that overlooked the swimming pool when I felt a familiar lurch. She was right in our line of sight; all tanned, long dark hair, body like a fitness model, petite stature, and … Continue reading FOR ANY GIRL WHO’S NOT FELT ENOUGH
Packing is high up on the list of chores that I would 110% rather not do. It features much higher than hanging up washing, and just slightly lower than mopping the floor or putting clean sheets on a super king sized duvet (alone). But fear not, babies, for I am here to guide you through … Continue reading PAMELA PACKS.
After a good three weeks of looking (and feeling) like garbage, I paid a long overdue visit to Beyoncé of Brows in a bid to make myself feel more like a human again.
*of my nose