OLD HABITS

I'm sitting in bed, exhausted. Work felt more like work and less like money tonight, even though we weren't really busy. And yet I'm left with the confusing compulsion to write–no, to blog. 

ABOUT HIM

You won’t love him at the start. 

TAXIDERMY

WORD TORTURE

A visual poem.

I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY

TOUCHING CLOUDS: A REVIEW OF COLOURPOP COSMETICS

The products you must have, but don't need to invest in.

A CONNECTION WITHOUT CABLES

When we are drowning in notification dings, Facebook messages and poo emojis, why do we seek an additional form of connection with ourselves and others?

SUMMER TUNES

Click to benefit your ears!!

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