Category: Culture
I always imagined that for my first ever night at the opera I would behave much like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman: crying so much as to almost pee my pants/liking it more than Pirates of Penzance.
Jealous of the endless parties and events that the Made in Chelsea set seem to solely exist to decorate? Me too. Luckily, I have a few ‘industry’ friends who hook me up with freebies from time to time: club memberships, free fashion shows, miniature-sized food (somehow tastes better), goodie bags …
When I go to the gym my aims are threefold: get in, get out, and try not to sweat over a stranger. I’ve perfected the gym wardrobe to white trainers with pink laces (because I think I’m 10), a black vest (slimming) and purple ‘yoga pants’ (which fold over and …
Enamoured by amour? Sick of schmaltz? Or just indifferent to ‘involvement’? Whatever your take on V-Day or your Facebook relationship status, there are plenty of alternative options for you in the love-and-hate-struck city of London. For cynical singles Embrace the hate with a big group of chums with Speed Hating, …
We’re waiting in Vom 1. Months of early-morning dance rehearsals all come down to this. Immune to 80,000 noisy ticket holders outside, all we hear are instructions from Gina, our Manc director and segment chartist, on our in-ear radios. It’s 9.57pm on Friday 27th July 2012, and we’re about to …
As daft, nonsensical comedy goes, I’m not generally a fan. Sure, I enjoy Basil Fawlty’s führer walk as much as the next Brit-gold appreciator, but – don’t shoot me – I can give or take the kind of US humour found in Ferrell’s Anchorman. Which is why it startles me …
I guess you could say I’m politically apathetic. I care enough to watch the news, but not enough to vote. Yes, I’ll admit it: I don’t vote. I clearly remember the mid-90s ad campaign that zipped up the electorate’s mouths with the words: “If you don’t vote, you don’t have …
I’m a little late to the party here (I like to call it fashionably late), but I just read my first book on my new Kindle. And I have to admit it: I’m in love. A book geek to the core, I’ve been a staunch defender of the paperback. There’s …
A few weeks ago, I put myself forward as a volunteer to be a performer at the Olympics 2012 Ceremonies. Sworn to secrecy, I couldn’t possibly divulge anything we were asked to do (the first rule of Olympics volunteering is that you don’t talk about Olympics volunteering). But I doubt …
I’ve been feeling a fair amount of blogging guilt of late. Writing is all very well and good until you stop / simply don’t have enough hours in the day to do it. My desire to keep on creating turns into a bit of nervous twitch if I don’t fulfil …
