Look, I need to tell you about my mum’s relationship with what she calls her “proper jumper.” It’s this navy blue crew neck thing that’s been hanging in her wardrobe…
Look, when my friend Sarah suggested I try the personal shopping service at John Lewis for my college friend’s wedding, I literally laughed out loud. Me? Personal shopping? I’m the…
I’m sitting in my Boston apartment at 7 PM on a Thursday, staring at two blazers hanging on my bedroom door like they’re about to render judgment on my financial…
Okay so like, there are maybe three things I’d rather do than shop for jeans and they’re all equally terrible – getting my wisdom teeth out, explaining TikTok to my…
My relationship with jeans started badly. Really badly. Picture me at fourteen, crying in a Topshop changing room because nothing fit right and I was convinced I was somehow fundamentally…
Okay so I need to tell you about this thing my roommate said to me last week while we were going through my closet (she was borrowing something for a…
So this whole thing started because I was being incredibly stubborn in the boutique break room, which honestly tracks for me. Me and two other girls were having one of…
I was standing in line at this aggressively trendy coffee shop in Seattle last week – you know the type, they serve cortados in tiny handmade ceramic cups and the…
Last month I got one of those messages that makes your heart sink a little. “BABE! Sarah’s getting married and we’re doing a MASSIVE hen weekend in Bristol! It’s going…
Okay so my friend Emma has this theory that’s basically ruined my ability to exist normally in public spaces. She swears you can tell literally everything about a British woman…
The taxi driver caught my eye in his rearview mirror and I could tell he was trying not to laugh. “First time in Newcastle, is it?” he asked, and I…
Okay, so I need to talk about something that’s been driving me absolutely insane lately. Every year when Glastonbury rolls around, my Instagram feed becomes this parade of celebrity festival…