My World

When I think of winter sun destinations, there’s a few that routinely spring to mind. Obviously there’s the option to go southern hemisphere for Cape Town or Aukland et al…

When I first moved back to London after 3 years at Exeter university (yaaasss), I remember a particularly posh friend peering at me with a mixture of pity and confusion…

Last night was the world premiere of Murder On The Orient Express and it was so, so amazing. I’m actually still buzzing from being not only in the same room…

The other day, I was sitting on a tube checking my Badoo and generally minding my own business (ish) behind two semi-attractive banker types. They were a city-boy cliché, from their quasi-matching…

If you’ve ever spotted me wandering around town, chances are you’ve been slightly blown away but the somewhat astronomically amount of stuff I’m carrying. This is for several reasons –…

Brows are a big deal. Literally — the bigger the better, RN. So to tweens growing up now: count your blessings. Because brow-atage (brow sabotage) is as irreversible as chronic…

Gut. Health. Probably not the sexiest two words I’ve ever uttered, but undoubtably very important. And as someone recently converted to the whole gluten-free thang, I’ve been getting increasingly interested…

I like training. Quite a lot. But it’s only been recently that I can say I’ve really noticed a difference in both my performance and my body. When I trained…

When I was at school, the forged-sick-note cliche to get out of P.E. was a real Thing. I’m not sure if it was the lack of privacy for swim changing,…

F A S H I O N  /  D E S I G N  /  T R A V E L On the eve of London Fashion Week, I visited the…

When I was writing for Marie Claire magazine, it used to baffle me how all the editors managed to stay so skinny when presented with a seemingly endless diary of…

When I was younger, Portugal was our family holiday destination au choixe. Call us creatures of habit, but the most adventurous we’d get when choosing a villa was whether to…

I am jetlagged. So, so very jetlagged. Like, not just a bit jetlagged. Full jet lag. And it sucks just a little bit. I flew back from Canada on Monday.…

One of the tricky things about working for yourself is that technically you can do anything you want. This is both good and bad. Great for obvious reasons, but also…

I remember first becoming interested in skincare. I was with my mum in a department store near where we lived, skulking around the beauty department to buy me my first…

Last week, my ordinarily-hectic schedule turned into a whirlwind of champagne parties, late nights and 3-a-day make-up changes. Which wasn’t great for my training or newfound macro-counting, and was disastrous…