I would expect, that even if you aren’t a part of the niche, tight-knit community of CF-related diabetics like me*, you will have experienced brain fog at some point in … Continue reading When the brainfog hits you bad; a specialist’s perspective
I recently blogged about my big-deal-but-not-really-a-big-deal decision not to buy any clothes for a year. If I were the kind of person who didn’t like clothes or was not easily … Continue reading Who made my clothes?
I like clothes. Rather a lot. They’re beautiful, versatile, and help you be anyone you want to be. Or at least, that’s what they whisper at you from the mirror … Continue reading Slowing down fashion: a year-long experiment
I got offered a freelance role recently. Successful agency, a big new business win to work on and, it goes without saying, some financial security. I turned it down. I … Continue reading Sorry but I don’t like your air
That scrappy bit of paper above is a list of life ambitions I wrote, aged 18. You can see I didn’t exactly hold back.
Do you ever have one of those days where it just feels like life is ruled by numbers? For someone with CF, I don’t really take that much medication, but these … Continue reading My seven to eleven
Technically, aged 25, I am a millennial. Glossing over the fact that this term throws together millions of young people- at a time in your life where a couple of years, for instance, can make the difference between a near affordable degree and one that will land you with a debt worthy of a small country- does it actually help anyone?
We’ve all read about the girl who has months left to live and is following her bucket list through to completion or the cancer survivor who lives each day as … Continue reading What’s purpose anyway?
This is an article I wrote for FutureRising: a much needed initiative for those trying to break into the creative industries. Complete with a fantastic hub of advice and … Continue reading Mind the bull: staying buzzword free in advertising.
Last night I was nominated for the ice bucket challenge by a very good friend. Well, apologies to anyone who was eager to catch a flash of my pasty white middle … Continue reading August is pretty chilly anyway…
I have a habit. I don’t like to talk about it. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t kick it. My daily pick-me-up. I’m not alone. A lot of young … Continue reading My dirty habit
Illness isn’t inspiring. I’ve often heard lines like “He’s so inspiring, I could never do what he does,” when someone expresses their admiration for a person suffering from a serious illness. It’s a nice … Continue reading Illness isn’t inspiring.
