Nicola Six

After having such a nice time with the stuntman after the gallery, I decided to get all proactive on his ass, and ask him out. But for more than just a few drinks. A friend of mine owns a bijoux little cottage on the optimistically-named English Riviera and asked me...

My friends rounded on me after a few drinks recently, as they often do - usually after I have recounted my latest social antics. This tale in particular involved a Monday evening that started innocently enough with copious pink Bollinger at a high-end jewellers and ended at the lower-than-low end...

My love life, which had seemed so bountiful and exciting at the end of last year has now narrowed to a two horse race - and quite frankly I'm not sure I really care who wins.

January has been a long unending slog to organise anything and no-one really wants...

The path of true lust has not been running smoothly AT ALL. Set this within the context of three weeks of boozing, a two-day birthday bender and ample forced festive bonhomie and we're looking at a recipe for social disaster.

First up, the slippery and ever-more mysterious beau. By some...

After an unfortunate encounter with a young French boy, I had sworn to myself I would garner some 'me time' and step away from the fray. So I am wondering quite how I seem to have the grand total of four young men, of varying degrees of eligibility, all vying...

New shoes, old clothes, familiar faces, guest list, stand in line, out of line, vodka vodka vodka - it just never ends. The treadmill that is the social whirl has taken it's toll on my health of late. I've spent the last two weeks resisting a rogue virus that has...

Zoe is a changed woman these days, as her relationship with Guy continues to flourish. We're finding it hard to recognise the winsome creature that regularly drops 'I think this is it you know. I think he's the one!' into conversation (no matter what we might be talking about). He...

Things are getting deliciously complicated once more.

The beau has resurfaced although I worry he is making the unwelcome and lazy transition to fuck-buddy. We'll see. And then there's Andy.

I declined his 'generous' offer of a night at the hotel. He styled it out with customary finesse but...

This week I've learned two things. One that keeping bagels in the freezer means you get ice cubes with sesame seeds in. The second is that men have an uncanny knack of sensing when another male is sniffing round their territory.

I've been insanely busy - thankfully far too occupied...

Saturday rolls around and I'm annoyingly aware it's the first weekend in ages that no plans have been made with the beau - I worry that he has tired of my affections, (incredible as this may seem) although it's probably nearer the truth that he is spending quality time with...

I ordered the first Martini of the day just after 2pm - I was first to arrive at our table for ten. We always seem to go to the same restaurant in Soho and noone knows why - the food is over-priced and just shy of mediocre, and they always...