This week I’ve decided to do that very emo thing where I promote being unapologetic about yourself and your weirdness, whether it’s about your social media, your dating life, your awkwardness, or whatever it is that makes you you. I realise this sounds like the inspirational bullshit you repost on Instagram, or pin on Pinterest, but this … More Being Unapologetic
In the past few years I’ve been to/spoken at many events where I explained how I became a blogger. I’ve also had loads of coffees and drinks with people who wanted to ask me how I got started. So since my body can only handle so many events, caffeine or alcohol, I’ve decided to write … More Blogging for beginners: tips from a veteran (ish) blogger
If you’ve spoken to me at least a few times, you probably know I enjoy fucking myself in the head with the pros and cons of social media. You know, soul- and time-sucking, fake identities and addiction vs. space to share your thoughts or to show off your pole moves you’re so proud about, that … More Why I Disconnect
Many writers have talked about the power of travelling solo and I’m not sure reading one more post about it will change your life. But what are personal blogs and social media if not an excuse to overshare in a kinda socially acceptable way? So here’s what this post is about actually. Fuck social media … More Musings about solo travel in Melbourne
What better way to spend the weekend than walking around the dreamy Italian city of Perugia, listening to engaging talks about the future of journalism? Here is my account of my(very touch and go) weekend at the International Journalism Festival 2015. SPOILER ALERT: I didn’t couchsurf this time. … More In Perugia for the International Journalism Festival: timeless architecture, breath-taking views and foodie treats
I saw Alejandro González Iñárritu’s Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance) for the first time when one of my Couchsurfing hosts in Los Angeles asked me to join him for a pre-screening at the Landmark Theater, one of the best cinemas in LA according to TimeOut. Aside from the hip cinema cocktail bar, watching a film in such circumstances is … More I watched Birdman in Los Angeles and I didn’t know it existed
