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17

Dec

Lush is designed for people who think “She’s a girl, she probably likes washing her face, this’ll do”.

This week on LUV & HAT:

And, for posterity, in the last couple of weeks on LUV & HAT:

03

Dec

What’s the worst thing about Shipwrecked? Is it that it pollutes the purest, most tranquil patches of paradise with a toxic spillage of the very worst people in the world? The sort of people who say “amazing” too much? The sort of people who wear knitted hats to the beach?
Build a sleazy love fort out of cushions, jump up and down on loads of bananas, blandly pick your spots while naming different types of fabric softener at each other, actually be Jedward…it’s great.
David Attenborough, usually so hushed and respectful, lets his guard drop. “Oh GOD” he cries, “Not this shower of cunts again”.

07

Mar

Borough Market isn’t a real market. It’s a bellend magnet. It’s a writhing mass of black-rimmed spectacles and polonecks and deliberately shit haircuts and people called Jeremy cooing and nodding at pieces of chard.

18

Feb

If your Nan wees herself you might not admonish her, but you’re not going to crouch down, clap your hands and go “OODUN A WEEWEE? OODUN A WEEWEE?? BOOPY BOOPY BOO BOO??

12

Feb

Someone once told me

LOOKAMEE looking like a normal! Today I am the smiling face of Someone Once Told Me, the project where you’re photographed with something someone once told you (DO YOU SEE HOW IT WORKS?).

When Mario Cacciottolo first asked me to pose for him I went into paroxyms of panic, because

  • I’m not one for pithy life-affirming adages.
  • I know a lot of people. They talk a lot. And I barely listen.
  • I could only think of entirely inappropriate examples, like when the Chinese lady behind the counter asked me if I wanted “sorefinger” on my chips, or the worrying number of times I’ve been mistaken for a prostitute.

But then I remembered that I’m a beige. A multi-ethnic, polycontinental beige. People always ask where I’m from and the answer always involves some sort of graph.

But that all changed when I met Andy, a down-to-Earth Australian girl I work with who, when I took a deep breath and started listing countries, just waved her hand and said, “Ahh, you’re a BITSA.”

BITSA?” I asked, as though I were a secondary character whose only lines were to prompt exposition.

“BITSA,” Andy replied. “Bitsa everything.”

Et voila. Pithy life-affirming adage and a solution to having to carry a fucking globe around everywhere I go.

Thank you Andy, and thank you Mario for the photo, the lovely afternoon and the free latte.

{Someone Once Told Me}

11

Feb

When I left the house this morning I was half expecting to skid about on a thin layer of fox jizz like a baby deer on a frozen lake.

04

Feb

Womens. What do they think? Why do they do? Where do they think, and do? These are just three of the questions Loose Women answers every single day. Is it on every day?

29

Jan

Hey, have you ever had sex sooo casually that, at the precise moment of climax, you yawned, looked at your watch and started mentally preparing your dinner?