Alright, let’s talk about something that makes me livid every festival season. I’m talking about the deluge of Instagram photos and magazines proudly showing off celebrities’ festival outfits every time…
Disclaimer: this article mentions wine. Wine I may or may not have purchased at Tesco Metro while doing a quick food shop in Clapham earlier today. Let me start this…
Look, I know what you’re thinking. ‘Amy, you do know that forming judgements about strangers based on their choice of handbag is incredibly middle class, technically racism, and makes you…
Let’s just get the obvious bit of this post out of the way: I used to scoff at shopping in sales. After graduating and moving to Boston for my first…
Full disclosure: I don’t have children. I’m also pretty sure I still eat cereal for dinner most nights and my inability to keep house plants alive is well-documented. And yet……
I was standing in front of my closet in my underwear on Tuesday morning at 7: 23 wearing the parenting equivalent of a unicorn smiley face jumper when it hit…
The email arrived while I was eating Coco Pops at my kitchen table in my pyjamas at 9am on a Tuesday morning. It was, objectively speaking, probably the least royal…
In the years leading up to actually securing tickets to Wimbledon fortnight, I’d spent several queued up with wet thumbs waiting for ballot tickets that would actually give me a…
I’ve worked in the fashion industry for fifteen years, and I still love the crestfallen expression people wear when they visit my flat for the first time. “But you’re a…
I first noticed it during New York Fashion Week last autumn. I was sitting on one of those terrifyingly narrow chairs provided at every fashion show, rubbing my knees and…