Pretty much every journalist for a women’s publication in the past couple of years has asked Katy Perry how she tamed Russell Brand. And pretty much every journalist for a women’s publication has been met with the same response: Perry’s insistence that she didn’t tame the former sex addict, but rather that she met him…
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Without wanting to get Lily Allen on you all and divulge details of not only my own sex life, but also that of the men I’ve, ahem, ‘known’, I feel it’s time to right some wrongs often proliferated by both the media and feminists (which, to be fair, are both groups I technically belong to)….
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‘Jordan texted me 49 times last night,’ Momo told me as she walked into work one morning. Jordan was a guy that Momo had been seeing (exclusively, but still “seeing”) for a few weeks, and as more facts came to light (he was drunk, and they were largely sentence fragments varying between ‘please come get…
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Steve Martin has to be one of my favourite actors. Comical genius-ness aside, there are few men in my mind who can sport the white wizard look and get away with it. Oddly enough, he is one of them (although George Clooney ultimately takes the calamari with his trademark salt and pepper crop and of…
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A few weeks ago, my ex changed his facebook relationship status. Some of you might know him as Bon Jovi. Others of you might know him by his real name (and even though I have zero misconceptions about how many people read my articles and the realistic likelihood of legal action, I still prefer to…
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Now that I’ve been with Julio for over five (continuous!) months, I fancy myself a bit of a relationship expert, quite frankly. I am super happy, filled with gooey love, and I think I know the secret: Stay Single. Granted, this seems counter intuitive, but bear with me a moment. Depending on what exactly you…
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Break-up. Two words no girl ever wants to hear – unless it is in the context of a rom-com type scenario where you are either curled up with a significant other or with a dear girlfriend. Otherwise, you won’t escape this one unscathed (unless you have a very thick skin, Dr Who’s Tardis or an…
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A lot of my friends are certain that they are never going to love anyone like they loved their first love. Depending on how many times I’ve already heard them say this, my response differs from ‘I’m sure you’ll find someone just as great’ to ‘There’s a reason you broke up. You will definitely, definitely…
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Based on some of my previous posts, I may have given the impression that I have an uncommonly good relationship with some of my ex-boyfriends. This is true in at least one case, but in the rest, I pretty much adhere to the stereotype that ex-partners are rarely on better-than-okay terms. My parents have been…
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Life is what happens to you when you’re busy making other plans. -John Lennon I was not supposed to have a boyfriend this year. At some point towards the end of 2009, I decided that I was due for another boyfriend in 2010, rationalising that I’d consistently had a partner in even years (probably because…
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Although this column is ‘supposed’ to be about my experiences, I write it with the general hope that it’s going to be relevant to more people than just me. Yet, I am aware that there are a lot of things that aren’t all that pertinent to me now that probably are to many others, and…
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Several days ago, one of my friends remarked that at least it’s Gone with the Wind that I can quote with ease, and not just Anchorman (although I can do that too), to which I responded that although this is true, it’s still only my dad’s edit that I can quote, only having watched the…
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I never thought of my parents as particularly weird. Overall, I suppose I still don’t, but as I’ve gotten older, I’ve come to be aware of and appreciate their little quirks, which do render them a little bit eccentric. One such example is my dad’s edit of Gone with the Wind. Being one of my…
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When I tell people I’m a feminist, I actually don’t usually get a very averse response. This is probably because I wear a bra, readily engage in body hair removal and can often be seen fawning over my boyfriend rather than asserting my status as an independent woman who doesn’t need the love of one…
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