Bay of Fires

The Kindness of Strangers

There is nothing that restores my faith in humanity like the kindness of strangers. Those people who go out of their way to give, share and provide for somebody they have never met, and may never see again. We go…

Saying Something

The last month has seen the world in a dire state. As trust in ‘the system’, democracy and equality has rapidly disintegrated, the powerful voice of the internet has allowed those whose frustrations mirror so many others to discuss this…

London

Travel Does the Heart Good

Holidays, no matter which way you look at them, are the ultimate means of escape. Every time I’ve ever gone abroad it’s to get away from something, it’s just that over time those ‘somethings’ change depending on where you are…

Why I’m Not Writing a 30 Before 30 List

Today is my 27th birthday. When a whole day is dedicated to reminding you that you’re getting older and there’s absolutely no way of stopping it, you do tend to think about life so far and what’s in store for…

Milton Keynes

Where is Home?

Where are you going when you tell someone you’re ‘going home’? For me, most days, ‘home’ is my flat in London, but it means a dwelling, somewhere that more often that not I got back to after work, or generally…

17 Things You Think When Breaking in New Shoes

I recently purchased the most beautifully ugly shoes from ASOS. They are big and clumpy, but of the sandal variety so perfect for summer. The day after they arrived I wore them with some vintage culottes and a high neck…

The Realistic Guide to Getting Beach Ready

Preparing for a holiday is the stressful as it is. There’s getting your currency, making sure you’re not a terror threat with over 100ml of hand cream in your hand luggage, and setting the god damn alarm for 4am to…

Please, Don’t Talk About My Skin

I’ve had acne since I was about 21. I have no idea what triggered it, but try as I might it will not shift. I’ve read every trick in the book to try and get rid of it: stopping drinking,…

Getting the Travel Bug

I love a holiday as much as the next person, but I’ve never been the type of person to go ‘travelling’. I associate the word with gap years, rucksacks and Thailand; a rite of passage that people aged 19 –…