Sunday, 17 June 2012

The Tab: Fashion

My first photo feature - photos of the best dressed at Peterhouse May Ball.

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Thursday, 16 February 2012

OxStu: Week Four

I hope to get my hands on the intermediate weeks soon, meanwhile, here's a taste of what I'm writing, with only a few awkwardnesses introduced by OxStu editors.

Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Itchy City: Pimlico Fresh Cafe Review

Review of Pimlico Fresh Cafe in Pimlico, London. Click on the picture to go to the original article.

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Blog exclusive: Opinion

Praise Be: Movember is coming to an end. I hate men’s facial hair - it’s like a pubic plague: it looks like pubes, it feels like pubes and it’s all over their face. But Movember ties me up in knots for another, slightly more cerebral reason: I just don’t get the sponsorship thing.

As I understand it, men grow these hideous furry creatures across their faces in order to raise awareness for prostate cancer related charities. So far, so very, very laudable. How clever to use someone’s face as a walking advertisement in that way. How wonderful that men, a group which so rarely comes together to show solidarity and support their own kind, do some testosterone-based bonding over said nose-slugs. And then they ask for money.

Face pubes
This is not a rant against charity. That would make me evil. I truly believe in the power of giving, I would quite happily give a fiver to a prostate cancer charity, indeed I already have done this year, but why, oh why, are we supposed to pay men to grow a moustache? They obviously LOVE doing it.

They post pictures of their ‘taches on Facebook, I hear proud facial-pube wearers in the pub discussing shaving techniques, swapping cut stories (“Mate, the blood like dribbled into my MOUTH”) and proudly recommending waxes. For their face-bush. I might think they look sub-human, but they’re clearly living the Dandy Dream.

It’s the same with jumping out of a plane: a lot of people would pay to do that. Running a marathon: great for your health, and bragging rights for life. The worst are the ones who climb mountains: they do it in their spare time all the time, but this time they want dosh.

There are some who do things for charity they clearly don’t want to. I’m very impressed by the Kings students (well, the girls at least) shaving their heads for a cancer charity, but at the same time, I have no desire for people to inflict physical or mental pain on themselves in order for me to give to charity. Sadists aside, that’s generally not what people like. What does everyone like? Cake. Boys: shave, and get baking.