Why Third Year has Hailed the Grandma

Hi there- just a tired, stressed and worn out Maddie checkin’ in. Have I told you I’ve recently become a Grandma? And by that I don’t mean the kind that occurs through reproduction (don’t worry Mum, I’m not with child)-…

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In Defence of Ebenezer Scrooge

I write this post whilst a few of my housemates are having an impromptu Christmas singalong in the kitchen. Half of me kinda wants to join in; half of me wants to run upstairs and have a sob. And there’s…

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Um, hello? PSA: Life Doesn’t Have To Have Direction

Howdy. How are things? If you’re reading this and you’re at the early stage of your twenties, like myself, then apparently things are supposed to be rather shite. Wanna know why? When researching for this piece, I literally typed the…

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A Christmas Photography Masterclass with Viking + Dirty Martini

Long time no speak, pals! In case you didn’t know about my countless tweets and many an Instagram story bemoaning this issue, third year at the University of Birmingham is well and truly, slowly and painfully, killing me off. With…

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One Playsuit, Two Cities

I gotta say, I’m one for reminiscing. Whether that be about happy memories, my favourite holidays or well-loved garms, I like to look back on defining moments and see how they’ve shaped me into the person that I am. And…

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