One of my favourite podcasts is The Guilty Feminist, which hilariously explores our lofty goals as modern feminists, and “the insecurities, hypocrisies and fears that undermine them”. Each episode starts with “I’m a feminist, but...”. So here goes mine. I’m... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, it pays to pay a professional. Anyone who has ever walked out of a salon with a kick-arse blowdry knows this. Never in my life have I got my hair as good as Millie can. I always book an... Continue Reading →
One of the burdens of modern life is choice. Choosing how to spend your time (Facebook, or read a damn book?). How to spend your working years (I've spoken to three friends this week about their career dilemmas). How to spend... Continue Reading →
In the world of tight-arses, shopping at Aldi is an article of faith. It's not just advertising fluff - their prices are genuinely and significantly cheaper. So, imagine my delight when I moved into my current apartment and found myself... Continue Reading →
Last week, I ruined everyone's Friday by dropping this truthbomb. Seriously, if you're in your 30s and plan to retire in your 60s, you don't actually have many paydays left. It's easy to work out (if you get paid monthly).... Continue Reading →
I got asked today 'how do you have the discipline to diet?'. Since I was eating a Bounty at that moment, I'm not sure why. (To be fair, it was a piece of someone else's Bounty, so there are obviously... Continue Reading →
As a tight-arse from way back, I hate spending money on work lunches. And as a weightlifter, meal prep and Tupperware containers are 80% of my life. So I can teach you a thing or two about high-protein, low-cost meals. First... Continue Reading →
Because I am going to give you a useful view on it, probably with some swearing, and then you can go back to drinking that glass of sav blanc. First question: Is the Super Saver Scheme the BEST THING EVER... Continue Reading →
