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Have you heard that old backhanded blessing, or is it curse, “May you live in interesting times”?

Well. "Interesting" feels like a polite understatement. Most mornings, I open my socials the way I’d open a suspicious container in the back of the fridge. Cautiously. Holding my breath. And bracing for a fresh serving of global WTF.

Since the world has officially chosen ‘Unhinged Chaos’ as its aesthetic for 2026, I’ve decided to respond in kind.

With perspective. With humor. With bite.

Over the decades I’ve spent roaming this planet, I’ve curated a small, slightly deranged treasure chest of hard-earned nuggets of wisdom. Some of it is comforting. Some of it is deeply inconvenient. All of it is unfiltered—like me. This is not your mother’s life advice. (Unless your mother was a total badass who didn't take any shit.)

Every single day on Instagram, I’ll be dropping one sharp truth, one savage reflection, or one quotable recalibration to help tilt the scales back toward sanity. So, if you like what I’m doing here, click that Insta link and follow along for your daily dose of Unf*cking.

Less “Live, Laugh, Love.” More “Live, Learn, and Hell Yeah.”

And to jump start you, here are ten of my faves.

Without question, the holiday season can be a real strain at the best of times. There’s the commercial pressure of gift-giving, the aggressive calendar of festive parties, and the sudden reappearance of relatives you’ve successfully avoided since Easter. Add twinkly lights and a soundtrack of relentless cheer, and suddenly everyone’s pretending it’s magical while quietly Googling “how early is too early for wine?”

Sure, the season looks pretty. Fairy lights do their job. Tinsel sparkles. But for a lot of us, the holidays are the most challenging time of year to be single, alone, grieving, or simply not where we thought we’d be by now.

This Isn’t a Political Post (But You’ll Probably Think It Is)

I have a confession—an embarrassing one at that. But I’m not going to lead with it. Because it just might be my Get Out of Jail free card the next time I go to the States. And after this post, I just might need it.

I’m not a political person. This is not a political post. Although I’m well aware that saying it’s not political is often the international signal for here comes something political. It’s like prefacing a conversation with, “No offense, but…”

I loathe talking politics. There’s nothing worse at a dinner party—except maybe karaoke.

Dinner Parties, Traffic Jams, and Unsolicited Opinions

Opinions get louder, veins pop, and suddenly you’re defending free trade over dry chicken to a man wearing his baseball cap backwards. It’s exhausting.