This week I make my philosophical peace with fashion. If I may, I’d like to indulge in a run-down of my surreal fashion experience this
This week I drink chai with a man who used to beat people to a pulp for a living, to see if he knows how
This week I had a good hard think about why I have kept an unread copy of Tolstoy’s War and Peace on my bookshelf for
This week I officially, no false-run-ups-about-it, start my e-tox. To see if banishing email addiction makes life cleaner, more elegant and, straight up, better*. I
This week I have a colonic… to make life better. My mum didn’t know what a colonic was, so I’ll spell it out without tempting
This week I eat stupendously expensive chocolate. To see if it can cure the world’s overeating problems. A happy life is not spent controlled by
In the aftermath of the recent MasterChef finale, I want to share one special observation with you. Just after she was announced winner you’ll recall
This week I went to the foundations of a life better lived and road-tested sleep. You know, to see if this mortal coil is sweeter
I’m crap at making decisions. Not big decisions. I’m quite good at those. I can move cities within two weeks of the idea first occurring
I should be honest with you all. This week I have not been out there treading the path to self-betterment I committed to in writing