- BAD DATES CLUB (32)
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- Muddled Observations (66)
- Travel (22)
- Womanhood (6)
- Writing (6)
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A GIFT FROM MY BROTHER: MY WEST END DEBUT.
Jack’s gifts are not always the most typical; more often than not they are damn right random.
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A HORSE-LESS WEEKEND IN ST MORITZ.
Apples in a sauna…naked?
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“THE BOY AND I DON’T BELIEVE IN VALENTINE’S DAY…”
“Well, he knows me so well, that he got me a packet of flour and a Snickers bar. Flowers and chocolate, get it? HAHHAHAHAHAAAA.”
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HINGE: WHERE WOMEN ARE GOING WRONG
If I wanted to play Where’s Wally, I would buy a Where’s Wally book..
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SAUSAGE* IN THE CITY: NOT A LOVE STORY
“Well it’s New York, chances of bumping into the same person twice is almost impossible…”
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A BRIT GIRL GOES ON A WASHINGTON D.C. TOUR
“Now who here thinks the White House looks small?” Joey asked the group. I shot up my hand.
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