Welcome! In typical millenial fashion, Rebecca When I’m Posh compiles personal thoughts, bitching and musings in unapologetic blog form. Grab me on Twitter - there's more of this, just shorter. Happy blogging!
Snapchat made me ugly
If you’re reading this, you probably follow me on Twitter. Maybe Instagram if you’re lucky. In which case, you’ll know I’m a bit of a selfie lover. And to be honest I have no shame in that whatsoever. I wrote about it years ago for Elite Daily - here - I love a selfie. tl;dr... Continue Reading →
Sex and Seatbelts – a modern love affair
Motoring journalism. It’s a barrel o’ laughs. The constant stream of press releases into my inbox includes tyre launches, Dragons Den pitches about tyres, invitations to events about… tyres. And yet, with Valentine’s Day upon us, I was sent a few emails that caught my eye. Oddly enough I wasn’t allowed to turn them into... Continue Reading →
#blessed – an ode to Twitter
I love Twitter. I'm sorry, Instagrammers and Facebookers (I have no idea who even Facebooks anymore, I only post stuff to impress the two guys I still have any mild interest in.) Not following? Come and join the fun. See you on the flipside... Oh I owe my heart to Twitter (Where old lovers... Continue Reading →
23 Things I Learned at 23
I’m 24 on Tuesday. What a grown up. Yeah, as if, I don’t have a clue what I’m doing. This year has been a bit of a clusterfuck. I’ve quit two jobs, I’ve been dumped 3 times (and counting), I’ve been published in Cosmopolitan and Top Gear (sex and seatbelts at its finest), got a... Continue Reading →
I don’t mind living in a man’s world as long as I can be a woman in it
I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it - Marilyn Monroe I work in an office full of guys. Dreamy, right? It’s part and parcel of working in a male dominated industry. I have zero problems with it whatsoever. In one of my offices, most... Continue Reading →
Why You Don’t Really Miss Your Ex
Still hung up on The One That Got Away? Replaying images over and over again? Fantasising about them turning up at your door and declaring their undying love and you riding off into the sunset? It happens to the best of us. It could be weeks, months, even years later. Then one day, you’ll smell... Continue Reading →
Why Social Media Stalking is Virtual Self Harm
So, the relationship's over. You've deleted your WhatsApp conversation. You've changed your phone's background. You've played your part in getting them out of your silly head. If you're feeling particularly brave, or if you've had one too many glasses of wine and have Alanis Morrisett cranked a little too loudly, you may have finally unfriended... Continue Reading →
Vote Left, Swipe Right – Life in the 18-24 age bracket
Wow, the young people have had a tough time lately. We’ve just come out of a big fuck-off election that seemed to rest solely on our shoulders. It was down to us to fix the world. The Young People changed the future of British government. Just us. BOOM. Us 18-24 year olds are facing a... Continue Reading →
Protected: Cosmopolitan – My Best Sex Ever…
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