The name's Becky; or Rebecca when I'm being posh
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing about – Benjamin Franklin
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 →
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 →
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 - 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 →
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 →
Mum - for whenever you next stalk my Twitter and dig this up, I'm sorry. But it makes for a compelling story. When I was, say, 5 or 6, I was at my Nan’s house. I got a placemat to use as a steering wheel, and mimed my mum driving the car, swearing at everyone... Continue Reading →
It's quarter to eleven And I've just got home. I left the house at seven This morning, two and half hours before work, in the vague hope Of finding a train that will take me anywhere near London. But nope, It's strike day so here I stand, a sheep in a flock. I'm bored now.... Continue Reading →
Coach trips aren’t just for your Nan anymore - fun, modern tours let you see the world with no more planning than how much spending money to take You know the feeling - you flick through your favourite magazine, see an article about this year’s must-see destination, jump onto Thomas Cook and search for a... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
Panic not - this isn't a blog about my infinite love of Thor. Although he is the best hero around. Dur. When we’re growing up, we’re always encouraged to find a ‘role model’. For some reason, apparently Wayne Rooney was a big role model of my generation, as were the wealth of scantily clad popstars... Continue Reading →
I really need to learn to stop comparing myself to others. Everyone posts their happiest and most amazing photos for everyone to see. I do exactly the same thing so I don’t know why this surprises me. Every photo is edited and filtered and changed to make us look the prettiest, the funniest, like we’re... Continue Reading →
By the way... Happy Birthday to Rebecca! Big cheers all round! This month marked a year of Rebecca When I’m Posh! Thank you to all my thousands of readers and the tweets, favourites and shares that I’ve been given across the web. And gosh, what a year it’s been. Having my blog has already allowed... 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 →
Pop superstar and controversial singing queen Meghan Trainor has just released her new single, ‘Dear Future Husband’, which is already topped to hit the Top 40 of the British single charts. After a string of already edgy chart successes, talking about men’s hatred of skinny bitches and men’s love of lying, so now she’s taking... Continue Reading →
