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Paleo cakes and regret: an adventure in coconut flour and sweet potato

Paleo cakes and regret: an adventure in coconut flour and sweet potato

As my part-review, part-rant blog post about our visit to hip brunch venue Farm Girl should have warned you, I am deeply skeptical of fad diets and various other bits of ‘wellness’ fuckery. While I am willing to concede that what you eat can have a pronounced impact on your body, I am not willing to agree that spirulina is the key to happiness or that gluten-free, sugar-free, dairy-free, joy-free brownies taste just like the real thing. No. Don’t make…

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The problem with #instatravel

The problem with #instatravel

Part of taking this blog in a direction that feels more authentic to me involves not posting on Instagram. It might seem counter-intuitive for someone who loves photography to hate Instagram, but for me, the cons far outweigh the pros. I did follow some amazing photographers on Insta, whose pictures I appreciated seeing, but any efforts to use the app in a more measured always devolved into random scrolling and stalking. I don’t think Instagram had a positive effect on…

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I am not a brand, I’m a person

I am not a brand, I’m a person

Recently, someone told me I needed to “consider my personal brand.” I can’t share the exact details of the circumstances that led to this comment, because it’s not a good idea to share everything on the Internet. But rest assured, it was intended to be judgmental, and I was pissed off. It would have been inappropriate in context, but of course, I wanted to respond by saying, “I don’t care about my personal brand. I am not a brand.” Also, “fuck you!”…

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Is travel frivolous?

Is travel frivolous?

I have been thinking a lot recently about what I post here on Restless. (This post is going to completely disabuse anyone of the notion that I am chilled inside my own head. Get ready for some major overthinking). I feel torn between thinking that these posts are frivolous and unimportant and reminding myself that sharing stories and writing something you think is funny or interesting is not a worthless thing to do. Also, not everything needs to be serious and important…

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Having fun in a world on fire

Having fun in a world on fire

Two Brexit blogs in one week is a lot, I know. I’m sorry. But it is hard to put Brexit to one side because it is very much not at the side. It is at the forefront. Fortunately for us all, this blog is less of an angry rant and more of a thought process. Politics has become an overarching feature of my day, and I’m sure the days of many others too. This is not a bad thing. Greater…

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Chlorophyll, coconut bacon and CBD oil: a part-rant, part-review rundown of brunch at Farm Girl, Notting Hill

Chlorophyll, coconut bacon and CBD oil: a part-rant, part-review rundown of brunch at Farm Girl, Notting Hill

I love brunch. Give me some avocado and a poached egg and pop it on some fresh bread and I’m happy. I’ve got time for granola and porridge with fancy toppings and shakshuka and smoothies and juices and creamy hot chocolates. When it comes to brunch, I’m easy to please. We’ve imported avocado on toast (with halloumi or salmon for an extortionate bonus charge or your left kidney) brunch culture from Australia and Israel in the past decade or so…

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A Christmas Prince 2: WHY?!

A Christmas Prince 2: WHY?!

Watching brilliantly awful Netflix films is a treasured hobby of mine. 2017’s A Christmas Prince was a solid addition to the terrible Christmas film canon, containing all of the classic elements: at least one, if not more, dead parents, as this is apparently the only way to add emotional depth to a character, a non-white best friend who receives almost no screen time or lines and writing that makes you want to start lauding 50 Shades of Grey as a…

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On “beach bodies”

On “beach bodies”

There’s a weird cultural phenomenon where, before a holiday or the summer, people suddenly start trying to lose weight, solely for the purpose of looking thinner on the beach and in their holiday photos. Bikini bodies, beach bodies, summer bodies – whatever you call it, clearly there’s dissonance for many between the body they live in most of the time and the public body that they want others to see (or are less stressed about others seeing). The idea that…

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Why Instagram fitness is the worst

Why Instagram fitness is the worst

A few years ago, I was a lightweight rower. I counted calories and weighed myself daily, timing my meagre meals around my training sessions so I could fuel myself enough to train for several hours each day while also rapidly shedding weight. It was not an easy, or healthy, way to live. Along with the dysfunctional eating habits eventually came the promised reward; the scale went down, I got closer and closer to competition weight and my muscles starting bulging…

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