5 Things I Feel Guilty About…

By Elle.

  1. Food. Always. Doesn’t stop me eating six bags of McCoys when hungover though.
  2. Not visiting my gran enough.
  3. Not putting more time into this blog. Or the novel I’m working on. Or the candle making micro-business I’ve yet to successfully launch.
  4. Not tipping my hairdresser. HOW MUCH IS ENOUGH? WHAT IF I’M PAYING BY CARD? IT’S FUCKING EXPENSIVE ENOUGH OK.
  5. That time some friends and I openly rated the ugliness of babies we know. Obviously any future children of mine will now be hideous.

 

…And 5 Things I Don’t…

  1. Owning a ridiculous amount of make-up. It’s one of life’s most joyful small pleasures and I refuse to ever feel bad about it.
  2. Stepping back from one-way relationships. It’s taken a while, but I now feel no guilt about not making an effort with people who don’t at least try to meet me halfway. No need to dwell – just stop wasting energy on them.
  3. Never ironing anything.
  4. Putting my bag next to me on the bus so no one can sit beside me. Yup. I’m that guy. Keep moving, mate – find someone else to scratch your scalp next to.
  5. Refusing to ever refrain from wearing leopard print, white stilettos and big hoops. Especially all at once.