Don’t Be A Bird-Brain, Be A Pig! Pop culture is a mystery. I’m stumped by the success of a game that involves catapulting scowling, winged creatures onto a building to destroy it. The movie Rio: Angry Birdsmay have contributed to its popularity but then again, most people I know went…
It is a fact that the social environment is very different today than the one in which my parents met and started their relationship. Neither mum nor dad really have independent friend circles, let alone know too many single people of their generation. I belong to several social circuits that…
One of the happiest trends in recent times, for me, was flats.
A friend decided that most women were cowards because they would not stand up to their parents, not stand up for the men they wanted to be with.
I reviewed two casual games on the Android store – Tetra Mania and Bonsai Blast.
How is the show ‘Dexter’ about serial killers somehow less horrifying to a cis man than having an honest conversation with a woman?
Fifteen years ago, I won the first prize in a school singing contest. My reward was a gift voucher to the annual school Book Fair. And this book is what I brought home. Nearly two years ago, I shared the story of how Katy came into my life and everything…
I’m one of those women who loves big bags. I hated the style of tiny, itty-bitty handbags and clutches are my personal cross to bear. My favorite bags are all large, roomy creations. But sitting down at a restaurant or a cafe usually poses a problem. Such bags usually need…
This is a rather belated announcement but perhaps not so much considering my case. I have a new phone. Yes, I have finally joined the ranks of smartphone owners. Bypassing the Apple fad (yes, yes, I know their products are superior, I just don’t have the moolah, okay?), I’ve gone…
Remember when I pondered the question of ‘Are we ready to Facebook this’? The social network continues to twist itself around our lives (or is it the other way round?). This month, I look at ten of the most annoying things that couples do on Facebook. Admittedly, I’ve been guilty…