I Got Into An Argument About Whether Plain White T-shirt Is Ok
My friend Priya asked the question that started it all whilst we were stood in the queue at the coffee van outside her office. “Plain white t- shirt is a…




































































































My friend Priya asked the question that started it all whilst we were stood in the queue at the coffee van outside her office. “Plain white t- shirt is a…
My sister Priya was standing in my hallway last October, dressed and ready to leave for a birthday dinner, when she asked me to measure her. Not weigh. Measure. Like…
I always thought ballet flats were someone who had their shit together kind of shoe; the types that ride a bike to work unscathed and have a functioning umbrella. I…
I’m guessing I wore two years before it occurred to me that balloon sleeves weren’t a dress, they were a top. My ill-informed opinion, which I stood by staunchly: anything…
For a long time I boycotted beige. Factually-speaking: my logic, such as it was, went something like this: beige is what colour aspirations start out as and then become if…
For years I avoided beige like it was the clothing version of speaking up at a dinner party. Boring, unassuming, it whispered of people who don’t want to offend by…
For a long time I thought beige was the aural equivalent of a shrug. Nothing says “I don’t care” like beige. When my flatmate Priya saw me trying one on…
I scrolled through three saved searches of me trying to find a specific Chloé bag last night, because lets face it when it comes to internet shopping nothing gets you…
I bought my first real trench coat in 2019, after a woman at the till in a Leeds shopping centre told me it would “elongate” me. I am five foot…
I tricked myself into thinking I hated barrel leg jeans for nearly three years. Believed they were invented with one purpose in mind; to make otherwise fabulous individuals think they’ve…