We are a generation that has chosen ambition and success over romantic connection. Unless you were one of the unfortunate ones who found your husband in high school. In my earlier years, I prided myself on curating my personality into being ‘wife’ material, whatever that means. I prioritised being financially savvy, unburdensome, independent and visually appealing. To men, or whatever. Creative, ambitious, academic, extroverted enough not to be perceived by my boyfriend’s fri

I came from the “like” generation. The generation of teenagers who randomly put “like, like, just like randomly in a like sentence”. You may also know me from the “random” generation. The one where “random” was the answer to any question.  A middle-to-late-aged millennial. We aren’t the most popular, and that’s fine. Despite the fact that we were pre-internet, post-not-having-a-TV and missing what many believe is a core character-building quality: watching The Simpsons. 

Olivia Rodrigo's new album, you seem pretty sad for a girl so in love, reminds me of the heartbreak of a woman who sacrifices herself in order to keep a relationship alive: a fatal ritual of young womanhood. After spending three years in an emotionally depleting relationship, the album reminded me of what lost hope feels like, and yet the most painful part is the regret that follows after the fantasy dies. After losing both my father and the relationship I had spent three yea

My love life has always been the most complicated part of my life. Tangled up in waiting, hope, disappointment, insecurity, and longing. Love, in that sense, has always felt out of reach. So I turned to someone who could never disappoint me or make me feel insecure and sad. He was handsome, kind, caring. He was simply always there. Every now and then, over the years, I would hear someone say, or realise it myself, that I idealised men, relationships, and love. But it was only

Why is forming and maintaining friendships so much harder in 2026? – A question that’s been looming over us since the rise of the digital age, reaching its peak after COVID. We’re more connected than ever, but many people have never felt so lonely. As human beings, we crave closeness: a sense of community, people we can rely on and fall back on. There was a time when generations before us knew their neighbours. When they could simply ‘drop by’ and check on a friend if they we

I don't own a single piece of clothing from the athleisure brand TALA, but I've watched almost every bit of content from their latest creator brand trip. I'm entranced by the world they've built on Instagram, and that entrancement grew tenfold when they took it offline to create an immersive, luxury-branded holiday: "Hotel TALA." Sun-drenched villas, morning pilates, beach volleyball with the ocean as an audience. The content was beautiful, but that isn't what hooked me. It

Three years, one breakup, and the woman who taught me the love story I was looking for wasn't romantic. I am twenty-three years old and, as a rite of passage, I have finally started watching Sex and the City. The first time I ever watched an episode, I was twenty. At the time, I had a terrible self-tan, a nose ring, and a tooth gem. Looking back, that version of me feels less like my younger self and more like a stranger staring back at me in the mirror. I was in the middle o

The most dangerous sentence a man can say in a marriage might be this: “Just make me a list.” On the surface, it sounds helpful. Cooperative, even. A man offering to pitch in, to carry part of the load, to prove he’s willing to help run the household. But to many women, that sentence lands very differently. Because the list he’s asking for, the one he’s willing to complete, is already running silently in someone else’s head. Usually hers. Always mine. The mental load has been

The first date was never the problem. The performance was. How many times can one woman answer, “So… tell me about yourself?” Before she loses her mind? First dates have always been one of those things that stress me out the most in the world. As much as I love to flirt, meet new people, chat, and hear different opinions, I’ve always hated first dates. At what point did a first date become a networking event with sexual tension? Normally, meeting someone is easy; maybe liking

The rise of “what-about-me-ism.” Why nobody can just scroll past anymore. Imagine you share a recipe for banana bread online. A seemingly innocuous act: imparting knowledge about a specific baked good. So why does the comments section suddenly become riddled with controversy? “What if I don’t like bananas?” “But I am gluten free?” “I don’t have an oven at my house.” “I’m in a calorie deficit. This is far too many calories per serving” It’s all down to this phenomenon, “what-a

On anorexia, recovery, and learning how to want things again. I’ve been in recovery for three years. I’ve had anorexia before, and for a disorder so often glamorized, it can feel like there’s a gluttonous fat demon living inside you. Every day is spent trying to keep it trapped, terrified that one day it will tear through your skin and reveal itself. So when you look in the mirror, you don’t see yourself. You don’t see the pale, sick person staring back at you. You see a grow

I’m not sure if I want to have children. When I think about it, it makes me a little panicked. Because at some point in the not-too-distant future, the choice will become urgent. I have so much love to give, and I can feel that within myself there is the capacity to adore beyond measure and carry out countless selfless acts for the objects of my adoration. However, we live in a world where women are disproportionately expected to shoulder the responsibility of parenthood. Thi

What if wellness isn’t making us well? Somewhere between ice baths, glucose monitors, and longevity hacks, we stopped living and started performing health. The day Bryan Johnson got sick, I realized wellness had stopped being about health. Somewhere along the way, it had become performance art. Until recently, I had no idea who Bryan Johnson was. Today, it's almost impossible to avoid him if your algorithm has even a passing interest in longevity, wellness, or biohacking. If

This album was made predominantly in Paris at the end of 2025 alongside Charli XCX’s longtime collaborators, A.G. Cook and Finn Keane. Following the release of her sensational album BRAT, a worldwide tour, a mockumentary film The Moment, taking on movie roles, and making the soundtrack for Wuthering Heights, Charli XCX understandably felt she needed to slow down and give herself a break. The Kylie Jenner scene from The Moment perfectly encapsulates that feeling. Charli: “Funn

Apparently Body Positivity Ended The Moment We Could Buy Skinny. We survived heroin chic, size-zero culture and decades of being taught to hate our bodies. We spent years trying to undo the damage. Now thinness can seemingly be bought in an injection, and suddenly the bodies we fought so hard to accept are disappearing before our eyes. I'm sorry, but we're not putting that fucking VHS back in. We are not doing this to women again… Something has been bothering me lately. And