Monday

Because on Mondays you have a completely different voice in your head. Should I bump into a reflective surface I shall most certainly have a minor mirror meltdown: My skin is so oily America threatens to invade; my hair hangs there like a redish ironed curtain. My eyebrows underline my forehead, like hairy caterpillars, major issue because weak eyebrows = weak presentation. All the while I try and crack a glossy half-smile but wind up looking constipated.

Pride, LGBT, Being brave – my story.

We are taking it personally because it IS personal. That club was targeted because it was frequented by members of the LGBT community – it was a gay bar… It’s 2016 in Glasgow and I still don’t think I’d be comfortable walking down the street holding another guys hand.