Bravery is an option, not an obligation
It's interesting to note that in a world where people constantly claim anyone with a conscience or a complaint is being a "special...
Opinion
My word of 2016: Luxury
I've seen quite a few people choosing their words of the year. Writing words about words – how meta. Most...
Why people of all ages have lost their hearts to Norwegian teen show SKAM
For the uninitiated, Skam (or Shame in English) is a Norwegian TV show, aimed at teenagers, that details the lives, loves and confusions of the students of a particular posh high school in an Oslo suburb, focusing on one character’s story per season. It’s all in Norwegian, and rough translations are done by amateurs and only available to watch on Tumblr or via download links that disappear almost as soon as they’re made live. And yet, Skam is building a loyal, hungry audience – and it’s not just teenagers who are gripped....
Bloggers are not the new pop stars
I had assumed it was all over. I'd been brushing off my darkest black, digging out my finest mantilla and clutching...
A clueless insider’s guide to London
Social anxiety manifests itself in many ways, but one of my main triggers is being asked to recommend a restaurant....
Let me get a selfie
When was the last time you took a selfie? How often do you taken them? Do you share them? If...
Time to cage the Daily Beast within
Have you noticed how obsessed with gay sex straight people are? First they’re telling us Aids is a “gay disease”,...
Student grants and the luxury of freedom
I remember summer 1994. Wet Wet Wet were no.1 in the charts for what felt like for ever, the weather...
The beauty in goodbye
I have long been obsessed with finding something beautiful and romantic about an ending. I've never warmed to nostalgia or...
Did we meme our way to Brexit?
Brexit. Can there be anything left to say? Trade agreements, negotiations, Norway, £350 million, Farage? No, probably not. However, once the result came in, I began to wonder whether all of this is actually my fault. ALL of it. Every single bit. What would I say to my grandchildren, who'll never actually exist, should they ask me what I did in the great Brexit war? "Well, my imaginary loves," I might say, as I ruffle their wiry hair – hang on, these sound more like miniature schnauzers than grandchildren, excellent – "while others wrote important commentaries,...