I don't want to have to go back to France, however lucky I am told to be to have that option. I don't want to apply for a different passport, I don't want to heckle Leave supporters as they walk the streets. I don't want to hate, I don't want to be divided anymore. I want to understand. I want to understand where the unity is, I want to be shown that this is the right answer. I'm listening. I'm waiting.
In the last week, a proportion of the young people of Great Britain have demonstrated an intense arrogance and apathy, and have scapegoated the consequences of those actions on to those who are relatively blameless - whose fault was to voice their opinion that was different from ours. I hope that you understand that this is an ideology with which I no longer wish to be associated and that you can respect the difficult decision of my departure. Kind regards.....
I am proud to be part of the 48.2%. I am proud to stand up for what I believe in, and I'm proud to be part of an age demographic in which the majority voted Remain. I am passionate enough to fight the opinions of those who don't agree with me, and to hope for more than what we have been left with in 2016. I believe in the EU, and I believe we can choose to overcome. This is what it's like in the 48.2%.
Politics, sometimes, may seem not entirely related to fashion, but voting in EU Referendum should be an ultimate 'must' to every British fashionista. As strong supporters of borderless talent exchange and European fashion, Fashion Bloc prepared a simple no-brainer guide helping to decide if you should vote #strongerin or #weakerout (no pressure).
People aged 18-24 are the only age group who are apparently more likely to vote remain than leave, with 53% of those asked saying they are backing remain. This, sadly, is irrelevant however unless young people actually make it to a polling station and vote. This is our future - we need to make sure our voices aren't drowned out.
I wouldn't like to assume what the Night Tube is going to be like but after once speaking to the ticket inspector on the high speed service from St Pancras International to Strood, I understand that the later the service, the more unpleasant the experience. He nick named that service the Vomit Comet, which I think dangerously glamourises it.
Employers should not be imposing dress codes that are sexualised in nature or which force women to wear feminine attire. People should only have a required uniform if it directly relates to their job. For example, a doctor may be required to wear scrubs, or a factory worker could be required to wear certain safety attire.
What is it that makes the fairer species cripple at the thought of releasing some intestinal pressure, and that this release may lead to romantic or social repercussions? "It's not that I can't fart in front of him," a friend admits over lunch when I tell her what I plan to write on. "I just know that he finds it unattractive. So I don't."
I've written about a whole host of different topics in the past. I've written about marriage, sexuality, success, the future, and a whole host more, but yet I've never discussed religion, despite it continuing to be a large part of our society. I had a conversation with a friend a while back, in which we talked about lots of big issues, eventually getting into religion, which sparked some more of my thoughts on the subject.
Why is it that Feminism is a word with negative connotations? If you ask the British public whether they are in favour of equality the vast majority will say yes, they definitely are. They will rightly argue that we fought for it in the past and we pursue it in the present for ourselves and future generations. Now ask them if they are a feminist...