Last Sunday, smelling of smoke from our afternoon bonfire and waiting impatiently for our Chinese, we stuck the telly on and watched ‘Click’. For those of you who haven’t seen it, here’s a really quick run down of the plot of the movie: Guy gets new TV remote. New TV remote not only works on the TV but his whole life! He can literally pause his wife mid-moan, turn down the volume of his barking dog, fast-forward, rewind…you get the idea. *Spoiler alert* Discovering that he…

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Left: 11st 7 (March 2013 – before Slimming World) | Right: 9 stone 7 (August 2013 – 2 stone down) | Notice the loss of boobs haha! I joined Slimming World during my first year of uni. I’d spent the whole summer getting over a break-up – eating and drinking and eating some more. Then, starting uni, my life became a cocktail of drunken pizzas, hungover fried breakfasts in the campus cafe, afternoon ‘why not’ bottles of wine and cheap vodka energy concoctions at Oceana…

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I’ve been petrified of death my whole life. I know everyone’s afraid of dying but some people just shrug it off and accept it with a calmness I’ve never understood. I remember being 5 years old, running in to my dad’s bedroom and having a panic attack about dying. I’ve had these panic attacks my whole life and they’ve always been triggered by the same image that I couldn’t describe accurately if I tried – but it’s like the emptiness and years rolling out after…

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When I first met Jack, I didn’t let him see me without make-up for about 2 months. Like that scene from Bridesmaids, I used to sneak out of bed early so I could re-apply it before he woke up! I was convinced that if he saw me without it, he’d run a million miles. Even now – say we have to leave for an early flight at 4am – I’ll do my make-up (false eyelashes and all!) fresh before bed and sleep in it as…

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Friday was a perfect start to the weekend in my book. A sunset ‘n’ prosecco picnic with my pals followed by Conor’s (a bezzy mate of mine’s) gig in Shoreditch. I’d been looking forward to it all week – the pop of prosecco, the first bubbly sip, the sun, hoummus and pitta(!!!), the sweet, carefree feeling of it being a Friday evening… *sigh* Friday morning I got up early to wash and curl my hair, put my fake lashes on and make myself feel nice before…

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