The importance of being earnest

Whether in an office intern, a romantic interest, or an over-zealous waiter, earnestness is inherently and almost universally unattractive. Nobody wants to own that trait too eager to be endearing and too pushy to be popular. And yet, I believe nothing is more important than being earnest. In this world of ubiquitous injustice and ambiguous… Continue reading The importance of being earnest

Be more Greta

Greta Thunberg is not just an inspiring climate activist argues HOLLY HUGHES, while fighting hard to change the world, this remarkable young woman is also forcing us to readdress how we see and assert ourselves in it.  How many times have you been enmeshed in an argument, a discussion or even a negotiation and, despite… Continue reading Be more Greta

Honouring Nora Quoirin with an Ode to Sisterhood

I have spent the past few weeks searching for hope in a global sadness occasioned by Nora Quoirin’s death. Unable to stop thinking of the siblings left behind without a sister, it occurred to me that, too often, it takes tragedy to loosen our lips and become verbose on the subject of love. Too often,… Continue reading Honouring Nora Quoirin with an Ode to Sisterhood

A whine on opining from yet another white girl with a blog and entitlement

Sometimes I am so sickened by the sound of my voice I never want to write, speak, glass-shatteringly sing another word again. Other times I send 16 minute voice messages with only the tiniest shred of self-respect shaming me into a quick 'ok sorry for the spiel - byeeeeee'. Right now, I am in the… Continue reading A whine on opining from yet another white girl with a blog and entitlement

Ignorance on the dancefloor but you’re never gonna steal my groove (hey hey)

Stop the clocks, hang up the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone – the end is nigh and the worst has happened. A tragedy even greater than losing me has befallen my ex-boyfriend. And I’m heartbroken - devastated! -  at the thought of losing someone so young to such a destructive… Continue reading Ignorance on the dancefloor but you’re never gonna steal my groove (hey hey)

I am not a prize to be won: The problematic misogyny of Disney

This article featured in the Irish Examiner Weekend Magazine in March 2019. If I had to choose one memory to define my childhood, it would begin and end with a meringue princess dress. Adorned with tiara, bedecked in what I called jewels but everyone else termed plastic crap, watching a Disney movie with rapt eyes… Continue reading I am not a prize to be won: The problematic misogyny of Disney

Friendship is the thing with blossoms

  On Wednesday evening, I was hungover. I struggled through a three hour theatrical imagining of the end of capitalism. It was titled, 'It was easy (in the end)' and, truth be told, it wasn't easy at the beginning, middle, or end. At least not to my addled, over-stimulated, sleep-deprived slump of a brain who… Continue reading Friendship is the thing with blossoms