Instead of apologising, and working out how to change for the better, why not deny all wrongdoing and paint yourself as the victim of a 'system' that's out to get you (and anyone like you)?
Women: it is my sad duty to inform you that we have officially crossed the Rubicon. It happened at the weekend, quietly, in a moment you might have missed.
She is a goddess and icon - but, most of all, a great gift to those of us who like to open up social media each morning and berate ourselves for not living up to impossible beauty standards that exis…
For the first 37 years of my life, I treated my body like a pharmaceutical dustbin. If I saw something that promised to deliver me a quick, cheap high, I couldn't stay away from it.
When I was only eight years old, I heard the words that all girls growing up in the 1980s and 1990s dreaded. 'Gosh, hasn't Bryony got an appetite on her?'
The first time it happened, I was doing one of the most boring exercises known to humankind: the calf raise. Then I wobbled onto my toes, lowered myself slowly back down and...
If I were a producer on a daytime TV show, the type that women watch in their millions, there's only one issue I'd be interested in covering right now.
I'm all for having fun, but there are limits, aren't there? In my mind, fun should be done and dusted by 10pm, and if you must have fun after this, for goodness sake turn the volume down.