The month of February was….. how can I say this eloquently? Pretty shit.Read more "The Month of Doom and Other Tales of Woe."
Some days we want to do diddly squat. Beast mode is reduced to sloth mode and even the most basic of tasks; teeth brushing; body washing; opening of ones eyes are met with resistance. Episodes like these are generally accompanied by a desire to eat everything in the snack food aisle of the supermarket and an inclination to accomplish ab-so-lutely nothing.Read more "The Battle of Self: How to kick procrastination in the balls"
I’m not sure which is more attractive about Graham; her curves; or her confidence to flaunt her body, love her body and not give a damn what anyone else thinks.Read more "Ashley Graham: Game Changer, History Maker, Sports Illustrated Cover Slayer"
I’m sorry to break it to you Cinderella, but the reality is, the late nights spent shopping feverishly online for magical fat burning elixirs, the kind you drop a weeks wages on, are more likely to turn you into a pumpkin as opposed to a Victoria’s Secret Angel.Read more "Princess, Slay the Junk in that Trunk: No Magic Required"
For the unacquainted, Cheesy Weezies are a Bay of Plenty delicacy from the 90’s. Think: hot chips doused in mayo’ and topped with melted cheese. Arguably they are a fat laden stack of carbohydrates, wrapped in newspaper and disguised as a delicious accompaniment to your battered fish. In short, they do not receive the heart foundation tick of approval.Read more "I salute you Cheesy Weezies, but this is goodbye."