Sex tips you won’t find in Cosmo magazine

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Let’s talk about sex.

Working, Writing and Wrecking Ball

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There have been a few writing competitions due at the end of January, and I’ve been on a bit of a writing bender. I’ve been frantically trying to find 10,000 words. And put… Continue reading

When girls ‘Do Coffee’

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The Love of Lingerie

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In geography in year 10, my teacher asked the class to name different types of shop. I was a disgustingly arrogant upstart, desperate to prove her intelligence. So when everyone had done the… Continue reading

Sexism 2013: A Rhyming Rant

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Trigger Warning: Rape and sexual references. Robin Thicke’s big dick Tearing your arse in two Just let me liberate you! Mixed signs Blurred lines, Inequality of nudity, You know you want it! Julia… Continue reading

The Issue with Lingerie

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I’ll admit it. I once spent thirty minutes trolling on Bras n Things, Cotton On Body, and, regrettably, Honey Bidet. All it did was make me feel vaguely ill and confused. The thing… Continue reading

Sitting at the adult table.

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Over a plate of Vietnamese rice paper rolls with a new-found acquaintance, I was asked a question I couldn’t quite answer. Where do you see yourself in ten years? It sounded like a… Continue reading

The (underrated) Perks of being a Person-Grower

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She knew about the free breast enlargement, but here Caitlin lists some less-expected pregnancy perks.

Meat market

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World peace, Body glitter grease Spidery eyelashes, Silky sashes. Snapping jaws, Taloned claws. Endless rounds of Canned applause. Aging MCs, String bikinis, Double Ds. Bare, No pubic hair. Performative, Heteronormative. Scrutiny of femininity,… Continue reading

Sorry Taylor, but I’m feeling twenty-flux.

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My twentieth birthday is fast approaching, and much like Christmas and New Year’s, I’m wondering where the hell 2013 went. I don’t feel like I spent enough time being nineteen, even though I… Continue reading

Oi! That’s our word, give it back!

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TW: rape and child abuse cases are referred to in this post.

Caitlin goes to Boob Class

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The real lesson was not about colostrum at all.

Cracked Christmas

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I think we British people compensate for all the emotional repression by going a bit nuts at Christmas. Well. British nuts. As in drinking too much baileys and giggling at undies ads on… Continue reading

Commute Communion

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8:47. Umbrella inside out. Hair static. Swollen, stagnant summer air, ready to burst. Bakery. Post Office. Gifts from the Orient. Cigarette butt in the pavement. Tangled headphones. 8:56. Tram timetable, two minutes. Tap foot.… Continue reading

The Prune Juice Theory

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7 things Caitlin has lied about liking.