There is a point every June where the conversation around Pride tends to get diluted. It gets wrapped up in corporate sponsorships, colourful street parties, and festive compliance. But if...
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There is a very specific, magic shift that happens in Ireland around this time of June. It’s not just the fact that you can confidently leave the house at 10:00...
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It’s hard to believe, but it is now an entire decade since the Thin White Duke packed up his stardust, released Blackstar as a parting gift, and exited the stage...
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I’ve had a week of absolute madness at the workbench, which usually means my brain has had plenty of time to stew over whatever nonsense is happening in the wider...
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I’m back. The suitcases are unpacked, the Venetian prosecco has been thoroughly investigated, and I am officially a changed woman. Or, at the very least, a woman with a brand-new,...
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I’m going to be honest with you—behind the vibrant earrings and the cheeky Irish kitsch, there is a brain that occasionally likes to set itself on fire with nonsensical anxiety....
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We’ve officially hit May, which means the countdown to the summer holidays has begun. For parents, it’s a mix of "How is the school year nearly over?" and "How am...
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I was staring at a tiny, handmade loaf of Brennan’s bread yesterday and I had a bit of an epiphany. Most jewellery designers spend their time dreaming of diamonds or...
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Take a good, long look at the photo above. No, it’s not a crime scene. And no, I haven’t been burgled. This is the current state of the RainbowRegalia studio....
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Let’s be honest: buying a gift for someone is a minefield. You want something that says, "I know you, I love you, and I didn't just grab this in a...
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If you’ve been faithfully wearing your dainty little necklace and microscopic studs for the past few years… first of all, fair play. They’ve done their job. Quietly. Respectfully. Never causing...
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I have a confession: I wasn't allowed to do Art in school. The powers-that-be decided that because I couldn't draw a bowl of fruit that actually looked like fruit (mine...
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