My visit to Toronto has been a long time coming. The last time I ventured over to ‘the 6’ was over four years ago.
Home to Drake, The Weeknd, Lilly Singh and Rupi Kaur, I did secretly hope I would bump into one of the four during my week there but alas, it didn’t happen.
I did however have a lot of family time and even though I was struck down with a relentless cough, I still braved the elements and got to admire some of what Toronto had to offer.
I’ve always loved reading letters to people’s teenage selves. It’s always interesting to see what lessons and advice they would give and so I thought, why not do the same?
I’m so excited that you’re on this Journalism programme. You’re going to love it. Moving out seems like the dream but trust me, you’ll experience homesickness for the first half of your year in halls.
Also, whilst we’re on the topic of first year, dump that boyfriend. He will take up way too much of your time that you can fill with way better experiences.
People tell me time and time again that I was born in the wrong country. Given my love affair with New York, I’m starting to believe it.
My adoration for this city started at the tender age of 13 and no matter how long I left it until my next visit, my enthusiasm for the big apple never dwindled.
The moment I realised I would be going to Valencia for a hen do, the first thing I could think of was indulging in an authentic paella.
You might not think about Valencia as a place for a typical hen party but that was the point – this wasn’t the standard weekend filled with neon pink feathery accessories and drunken escapades. This gorgeous bride wanted a weekend of luxury – Kardashian style.
Spending your Tuesday evening at an award ceremony isn’t a bad idea at all.
Nestled behind the busy streets of Knightsbridge, Atout France hosted the French Travel Media Awards, where travel writers gathered to celebrate the best of France in an intimate ceremony.
I’ve been eyeing up The School of Life for a while.
Situated on Marchmont Street near Russell Square, this organisation specialises in developing emotional intelligence through culture. Alongside a shop, they also run classes and workshops and one to one therapy services which all contribute to helping us grow.
So I’ve finally made peace with turning 27. It’s taken a while but I’ve finally, albeit reluctantly, embraced this peculiar year which edges me closer to my late twenties. Rather than talk about all that I have learned over the last year, a family friend gave me the idea to look at 27 with a different perspective.