We can’t see ghosts, but the world is full of them. Every woman we see – walking down the street, going into work, sitting in a coffee shop, driving a car – is haunted to some extent. On her shoulder are the whisperings of men that have lusted and left, whispers that trigger doubt and […]
I don’t know which feeling is more grim – lying awake beside a sleeping red flag who you know you should not be lying beside again, or waiting for that red flag to contact you in the days that follow. Either way, it doesn’t matter, you will both speak again when you’re three Pinot Grigios […]
Your twenties are messy, chaotic even. This has been confirmed by the mouldy coffee cup lid I found under my car’s passenger seat today, the fact that my entire wardrobe is a 50/50 balance of glitzy crop tops and fluffy pyjama bottoms that could sit quite comfortably under my boobs, the realisation that I drank […]
Keys? Check! Phone? Check! Every single triggering moment from my dating history? Check! My Dad always says that all we have is today. He’s right, yesterday is gone and tomorrow is unknown. So when it comes to love, how do we leave the hurt from yesterday’s men, firmly with yesterday? The thing is, time is […]
Dry wine mouth, last night’s hairspray still in place, phone on 6% battery – we sat in silence. Not a tired silence, that ghostly knowing silence. We had been here before, and my phone going dead meant nothing in relation to him, that would not be the limit to the communication that we badly needed […]
I’m sitting in a cafe, Penneys bags gathered at my feet, coffee brewing a festive warmth. “Is your food nice? It’s lovely in here isn’t it? Merry Christmas!” He sits three tables down from me, this elderly stranger, our conversation ending as he removes his hat and joins his wife for lunch. There’s something about […]
I had an epiphany. No, the clouds didn’t open for me, there wasn’t a magical shimmer surrounding the moment, I was just sitting on my bedroom floor in front of a full-length mirror, munching on a bag of crisps and applying my foundation. Sitting between a bottle of Huda Faux Filter and the Salt and […]
I’m in a pub, bank card waving in one hand, clutch bag in the other, waiting for my next vodka and blackcurrant at a buzzing bar. “Sorry there” he says. He being a handsome stranger who has also just managed to squeeze into a space at this busy bar. “Pint of Heineken, please” he asks, […]
There is nothing worse than hearing something you really don’t want to hear about one of your ‘What if’ guys. Even worse again when you’re four pornstar martinis in, you’re totally caught off guard in a pub loo, and the news you hear is about how loved up he is – with a gal who […]
Waiting for him to contact you – absolutely bloody shit. Waiting for him to contact you when you know he probably, definitely, 100% won’t contact you – off the bloody shit Richter scale. I have found, in my many years of trying to analyse the male species, that the wait for him to reach out, […]
Peeling icing off the most tasty slice of sponge, I wanted to keep looking at the cake. The detail, the way cakes always look so much more tasty when it isn’t time to cut them yet. Equally, I needed to try it. Was it flavoured? How was the texture? I started with the icing, and […]
We ponder the significant nights, the ones spent with temporary lovers, broken potential. The chaos of what could be lit up by glistening sequin dresses, a pop of highlighter, and pointy-toed stilettos. Kisses and arguments shared in between sips of pink gin, the fear gripping the night as we check the delivered status of that […]
How many times can we analyse one fuckboy? How many cups of tea have been downed when a situationship is also going down? There is something therapeutic about this process, the sound of the kettling boiling after the click of one gal, while the other one stares at a phone screen on the table, eagerly […]
Everything collapses around you, within moments, between each message beep and notification. He’s there, and then he’s gone. And you’re expected to just accept that that’s it, that all of this time spent together crumbled down to this moment – a half-eaten bag of Tesco tortilla chips and a hopping group chat with some very […]
‘What does he think of me?’ I wondered as I started up Polly, my little blue Micra. There were two great mysteries in my life – The male brain, and the science behind parallel parking. I had yet to fully figure out either, and both had my stress levels at an all-time high. Trying to […]
Look, I’m going to be honest, something about the thought of nights out is freaking me out. I don’t know if it is the fact that I’ll need to do a full body shave, the thought of facing the fella who messed me around at the start of lockdown one, the thoughts of trying to […]
