It’s that time of year when I give up everything I love most in this world: alcohol, pasta, and men. Read on to see how I’ve been doing… Part Three!
It’s that time of year when I give up everything I love most in this world: alcohol, pasta, and men. Read on to see how I’ve been doing after two weeks…
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It’s that time of year when I give up everything I love most in this world: alcohol, pasta, and men. Read on to see how I do…
Why yes, my workspace DOES always look like it’s straight out of an ethereal Instagram account (only thing missing is my straw hat) and DEFINITELY NOT a scratched IKEA desk with red wine stains on it. *cough* (Photo by Lauren Mancke on Unsplash, AKA not by me and not really my workspace. More on this […]
A healthy breakfast at The Hive Wellbeing in East London, my favourite café Nearly eight months ago, I embarked on a journey. A journey that shouldn’t have been that difficult – no really, it shouldn’t have – and yet it was something I had to consciously think about until, well, I didn’t (which took about […]
It’s the final week of this experiment, but I’m starting to realise it no longer feels like an experiment, one with a hard end date. Technically, next Sunday (or, if we’re counting all of January, next Wednesday) I can have a drink. Technically, I can go on all the dates my heart desires… though truth […]
I drank again last night. A lot. After exploring Camogli yesterday, I took the train a few stops to Nervi, which is just as devastatingly beautiful as you’d expect from a small fishing village on the Italian Riviera. It was very quiet, but I walked along the promenade, took lots of photos, and then tried […]
Once again, I wake up far too late. I have no idea what’s happening or why it takes me so long to fall asleep each evening, but it’s starting to really annoy me. As soon as I’m awake, however, I pull on some clothes and leave my flat to get a coffee and go for […]
I wake up with one of the worst hangovers I can remember having. No, wait a second, I had an equally bad hangover in the Netherlands in November, when I spent an entire evening drinking sugary cocktails and shots of bourbon. And… yeah, scratch that, because I woke up the day after Boxing Day with […]