It’s not what you think. It was summer 2015 and I was on my first ever girls holiday to Turkey with one of my best friends, Chelsea. I won’t harp on about it – we had a schamaaaazing time, but boy, was it eventful. In between the front desk man telling us he had a big penis, we…
Now that I am becoming more transparent about my Bridget Jones life on here, it’s only appropriate that I tell you about my horrific Tinder date. It was 2015. May – if you must know. 19 year old Sarah was fresh out of a break up from a two year relationship and was feeling a tad sorry for…
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I’m a Copywriter in Advertising, swanning around the second city attempting to ‘adult,’ whilst maintaining a Peter Pan perspective on growing up.
I’m a passionate writer and poet, and I guess you label this as a coming of age blog. If coming of age means one minute sharing my deepest hopes and dreams, the next spent penning a (not so) passive aggressive piece about how I will never, ever understand the fuckboy.
Moving on up, royally cocking things up and everything in between, I'm finding myself in the adult world. Care to join? x