Not sure when #CoupleGoals became a thing, perhaps around the same time as #SquadGoals? But anytime that particular phrase pops up alongside an image of two young things, I simply edit it in my mind to #lookhowfuckinggreatwethinkwearegoals.
Heroes come in all shapes and sizes, and this week we’re celebrating one girl who recently hit the headlines for her very brave and courageous bikini snaps.
Heather Grant is a 23-year-old girl who also happens to suffer from Chrons – the sister illness of UC (which I have). The sales assistant from Merseyside underwent life changing surgery in order to correct a complication caused by her illness and woke up with a colostomy bag, but instead of waking up and despising this new addition she thanked it for saving her life – and has vowed to display it proudly on the beach this summer.
I’ve lived in a few different cities now, and most places you go there is a drug culture of some kind. It might be balloons at parties, coke in the loos or E / MDMA at a festival – I’ve witnessed it all in some way or another both with friends, colleagues and strangers but it’s never interested me. And I’ll tell you why.
Once upon a time, if you went on holiday for a fortnight you effectively dropped off the face of the earth as far as friends and family were concerned.
No phones, no social media channels to update..and checking in at the airport genuinely meant checking in. The only sign you’d survived the journey would be a battered postcard, and if your ‘beach bod’ plans didn’t quite come to fruition it didn’t matter because only your loved ones were with you. Am I the only one who thinks these were the golden days of travel?
The first my friends would have heard about any holidays would have been a handful of printed blurry snaps, some fading tan lines and a slighty dodgy braid in my hair.
When did holidaying become less about actually having a holiday, and more about how that holiday looks to everyone else?
I’ve done it myself, posted fairly benign images of toes in the sand, drink in hand and chilling on my beach towel…but even as I’ve done it, a large part of my brain has been asking ‘what was that for? Was it really necessary?’ Am I the only one? Nope….