Sun, Sex and Mojitos

We are only in April and this year has not been a stellar one for me in the romance department and I have final realise why… I am constantly falling in the dicksand and I am making the same mistake over and over again.     I am sure we have all been there, you meet someone like and within a click of your fingers you are liking the same things they are and forgetting who you are as a person. I have always thought that I have had a Jekyll and Hyde personality – part of me wanted to be wifed up and the other part of me just wanted to party. But maybe this isn’t me? Am I so scared of being alone that I don’t actually know who I am? I moved to London to find myself and it has been a series of heart breaks and hangovers.    I met a guy in February at a party, straight away I knew I liked him. He brought the fun side out of me. I changed the music I liked, started worrying about my weight, wearing my hair differently and being paranoid about my style. I was trying to create...

Society is evolving, relationships are changing and the term ‘casual’ is becoming more and more common. Men and women are now using sex and relationships as a way to enjoy themselves, rather than being intimate. You may say that social media is to blame for this development, that (excuse the stereotypes) the likes of Facebook, Instagram and Snapchat are making women too psycho and paranoid to be mentally stable in a relationship. That men aspire to follow the ‘fuckboy’ lifestyle. That as a whole we have become more selfish and too caught up on self-preservation, that we can no longer make the time or scarifies to be in a ‘normal’ relationship.    But still, as we keep changing and accepting these progressions. We still slut shame those who follow this ‘casual’ lifestyle and woman are getting increasingly more judged. The term ‘fuckboy’ is used to label men who follow this regime. Women are warned to stay away, as the he will clearly ‘mess you round and screw with you’. But the...

To the perplexed “straight” girls and curious boys. To the closet queer girls and the new-ley out of the closet lesbian girls who are wondering how it all works. Here are all your questions answered.     A close friend of mine, which I have known since childhood (who will not be named for confidentiality purposes) has kindly offered to take part in a very intimate and personal interview. She met her girlfriend at University and they have now happily been in a relationship for 18 months.    Please note that this is only her opinion and she is not talking on behalf for all the L.B.G.T.Q community.    So lets start off with the first question. You dated guys… So how did you know that you were interested in girls?    I always knew I had a thing for girls and had experiences since being young but I didn’t know how strong it was. I always found guys attractive and went on a lot of dates, but I never wanted to be serious or have a proper relationship wit...

31 Shags of Jan - Week 1    So apparently there are a lot of health benefits for having sex every day – it increases your mood, productivity and immune system. Who doesn’t love having an orgasm? So this January, instead of it being bleak and blue – I decided to try and have sex every day. Here is my daily journey.    You might be having a Dry January, but mines going to be very wet.    1 st  Jan    Toy Boy (aka lying bastard) – I met the Toy Boy (aka lying bastard) on a New Year’s Eve night out. He was my New Year’s kiss. After numerous hours of drinking I was horny, tired and ready to go home. He came back to mine and we had incredible sex, but straight after he told me he lied about his age. I felt like a cradle snatcher. Thankfully left straight after we had sex – if he wasn’t there when I woke up and I have vague, blurry shag vision then does it even count?    Mr Erectile Disfunction – Mr Erectile Disfunction and I met on Tinder...

Your 20s are a funny age – some of your friends have children, are married, house owners, excelling in their career. Others are finding themselves half way across the world, sleeping around and partying until the early hours of the morning. What am I doing? Well it is midnight, on a Wednesday night and I am sat in bed with a rum and coke telling you my story.    Some people would say that 3 months ago I was wifed up, that I was happy and excelling in life. But what defines excelling in life as a 24 year old? I owned a house, had a boyfriend (who was going to propose) and a dog – you could say that my life was content, I was settled and secure. What I realised this summer is that success is not defined by your income, your job or assets you own. And you certainly do not have to be in a relationship to be happy.    So I decided to make the scariest decision I had ever made – I needed a fresh start. I started to figure out my game plan and I had three goals – 1) end my ...