Tag: life
When Vintage Designer Meets Shame
If you were forced to wear one outfit over and over again, what would it be? Black leggings, because nothing screams functional adult woman who occasionally cries on her commute, like an elasticated waistband. Oversized hoodie? Absolutely essential. Preferably one that says “I’m totally fine” in Comic Sans. Trainers that carry the emotional weight of […]
Read More When Vintage Designer Meets ShameIt’s Not All Candles and Calm, Is It?
How do you practice self-care? Well, that depends. Are we talking about the version that looks good on Instagram or the kind that actually helps? Because if it’s the polished kind, I whack on a face mask, light a candle that smells like lavender and false hope, and pretend a bubble bath has ever fixed […]
Read More It’s Not All Candles and Calm, Is It?How Emotional Neglect Fuels a Lifetime of Overthinking
Earlier today, I answered the daily prompt question about “what I waste the most time on” (spoiler: it’s overthinking — and you can read that little brain spiral here), and I realised something bigger was brewing underneath it all. I don’t just overthink because I’m dramatic, anxious, or can’t make a bloody decision. I overthink because […]
Read More How Emotional Neglect Fuels a Lifetime of OverthinkingOverthinking Like a Pro: My Daily Time Thief Exposed
How do you waste the most time every day? Overthinking. Not just the usual spirals, though trust me, I’ve done my fair share of “what did that text really mean?” and “did I sound weird in that voice note?” But it goes far deeper than that. I waste time on all the could have beens […]
Read More Overthinking Like a Pro: My Daily Time Thief ExposedNo Structure, No Filters, No Clue
Welcome to “Thirty Something (Plus VAT)“ Before we dive in, let’s get one thing straight — this blog isn’t here to give you the secret formula to healing, 10 steps to a better life, or any other neatly packaged nonsense. I’m not your guru, there’s no life coach certificate framed on the wall, I’m just […]
Read More No Structure, No Filters, No ClueThe Secret Ingredient Is Always the Memories
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood? Fairy cakes. That first warm bite, still slightly soft in the middle, takes me straight back to my Nan’s kitchen during the summer holidays. I’d be up on a chair, sleeves rolled up, helping her measure flour and sugar like we were creating something […]
Read More The Secret Ingredient Is Always the MemoriesWas Bunking Off History Class a Historical Act?
Who is your favorite historical figure? If you’re here for a thoughtful tribute to a powerful historical figure… I’m afraid I’ve let the team down. Again. Just like I did every Thursday morning in Year 9 when I ‘accidentally’ forgot my history book and spent the lesson trying to fashion a pillow out of my […]
Read More Was Bunking Off History Class a Historical Act?Anthony: The boy, the myth, the Lynx Africa.
Write about your first crush. Let’s get one thing straight here, I don’t actually remember my real first crush. Not properly. Which says a lot. Either it was tragically uneventful, or my brain binned it along with my shell suit and any dignity I had between the ages of 11 and 17. But for the […]
Read More Anthony: The boy, the myth, the Lynx Africa.Why Did Nobody Warn Me About Chin Hairs
You know what they don’t tell you when you’re growing up? That one day you’ll wake up and find a rogue chin hair thick enough to tow a small car. They prepare you for puberty, sure — although in my case, I have school to thank for that. My family didn’t talk about things like […]
Read More Why Did Nobody Warn Me About Chin Hairs