The name's Becky; or Rebecca when I'm being posh
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing about – Benjamin Franklin
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 →
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 →
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 →
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 →
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What do you say when you're asked what your "type" is? Do you say you don't have one? Or do you sum it up with one generic point that draws you into your date of choice? The fact they're over 6ft tall, for example, or with a shining head of ginger hair? What's the cookie-cutter... Continue Reading →
You don’t have to be a playboy loving lad to know that Tinder probably isn’t the best and most reliable route to love in the modern era. Us millennials love a quick swipe - it’s as simple as online shopping, with all the flirt of Friday night drinks but with the luxury of Sunday night... Continue Reading →
I have a new love of my life - Harvey Specter. Well that’s not entirely true; he’s been the love of my life for 3-4 years now, for being the lead legal genius on the TV show Suits. He struts around in his tailored Tom Ford three piece, his perfectly in-place quaffed back hairstyle, his... Continue Reading →
I suddenly realised that I’ve been being posh ol’ Rebecca for nearly a whole year now. Mini whoop! My life is unrecognisable from this point last year. I’ve met new people, I’ve seen new places, I’ve experienced some of the greatest things on earth. Which is totally cheesy but I’ve genuinely done quite a lot... Continue Reading →
