Thoughts On Living Alone

For the first week or so it was too quiet and I was too aware of how noisy I am by myself. I hadn’t unpacked my Bluetooth speakers and every time I didn’t have my laptop open everything was calm. The quiet is great because I sleep like a log, as someone who needs to get her sleep during the week this is wonderful. You lie down, it’s super dark,

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A Thought on Cooking and How It Taught Me to Be Calm

Today I cooked properly in my new kitchen for the first time, I’m making a lemon olive oil cake to take into school tomorrow. Since I’ve moved to Chicago cooking has been this wonderful stress relief for me and it’s also something new to me. I never cooked very much in the UK and it’s been really eye-opening to come here and try out so many things. My earliest childhood

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A Thought On Being Single and People Wanting To Fix You.

I wrote this in 2015, just before I moved to the US. I was reading over some stuff and wanted to post it again. Some people want to fill my single void, and I don’t mean guys, more people wanting to set me up with guys. Maybe they think I’m lonely, but honestly, I’m very much okay. There’s a lot to life, nothing is ever one dimensional and sometimes I

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Thoughts On Living In America and Eating In America

I’ve been in America for two years now and am sat here in my new apartment, on my new mattress, on my new bedding, with my new whale, eating dill pickle chips. I’ve never lived on my own before, and it’s a little quiet in my apartment right now. I know once I’ve unpacked, got everything I need and am settled I’ll feel less weirded out by the silence but

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What Gives, Apologies I Have None, Typesetter @ Emporium, Chicago

So this happened in October, and yes it has taken me this long to put these photos anywhere. I had a wonderful time at this show. Apologies, I Have None are one of my favourite UK bands, and one I have seen a million times in Europe. One of the weird things about moving was not being able to see UK bands anymore, I mean it was obviously going to

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Growing up Pakistani (AKA How I Learned to Love Bun Kebab Again)

I remember being about 6 or 7 years old and it was lunchtime at school. I always got packed lunch, I had a kick ass purple My Little Pony lunchbox, and some awesome days when I was extra lucky my mum would make me a bun kebab. Bun kebab is just a kebab in a bread roll with some ketchup on it. It doesn’t sound fancy but believe me it

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Jane Austen Would Probably Not Like Tinder.

It is a truth universally known that a single Pakistani woman over the age of 25 must be in want of a marriage. A single Pakistani woman over the age of 30, however, has marked her place on the shelf where she will sit childless and alone for the rest of her life. Of course what nobody mentions is that when we’re younger we’re told off for talking to boys,

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FIDLAR @ Riot Fest 2017

The last time I took photos of FIDLAR was at Reading a few years ago, the last big festival I did before moving and I enjoyed taking photos of them so much. Riot Fest was just as much fun except that one dude in the middle has the LONGEST hair now and is a hair-flipping pro. I love me a good hair flip. LISTEN TO FIDLAR. LOOK AT PHOTOS:

The Smith Street Band @ Riot Fest 2017

I love The Smith Street Band. I also don’t know how to pretend I only somewhat like a band to look like I’m cool, so I stood at the front after I took photos and sang my little heart out with some random strangers and had a bloody lovely time. The Smith Street Band are good for the soul, I don’t understand how anyone could watch them live and not

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Turnspit @ Riot Fest 2017

Another day, another Riot Fest gallery. After starting the Saturday with RVIVR, we ran over to that tiny stage near the lady on the motorbike balancing on a rope to catch Turnspit. This is where I quickly learned I could use one lens all weekend and was a very happy bunny. Shout out to my photo buddy of the weekend Mat Stokes, who was taking photos for The Bad Copy.

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