Did I ever tell you about the time I went camping on a Sicilian beach?

I'm not a high maintenance girl. Honest. My make up bag consists of four items; foundation, Bourjois eyeshadow (which doubles as an eyebag concealer) eyeliner and mascara. My wardrobe fits on two rails and four drawers and a few piles on the floor of the spare room. I don't need to get my hair blow dried every week, or my nails done every fortnight. I don't care about owning a designer anything, and although I won't say no to a bit of luxury, I don't actively seek it. So camping on a beach is excellent, right? A grand idea? Full of japes and...

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RECIPE: Sixty Second Nutella Brownie Cake

These brownies were the product of a rainy winter night, the desire to stay indoors and about thirty seconds of rummaging through my cupboards. I was DESPERATE for chocolate, but not enough to brave the rain. I'm no fan of cakes in a cup - the texture's always off. So I did what any chocolate-craving lazy arse would do. I took the principles of making a cake, and made up something from scratch. Something delicious, fast and super easy. The name. Sixty Second, because that's literally how long they take to whip up the mix and cook. That's right....

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"Get your arm swing just right when you’re walking and you occasionally touch a bit of minge by “mistake”, they love it." #BANTS

I'll be honest, I'm not a fan of celebrity. Less so of social media celebrity. I don't care about Zoella, the Londoner, whoever. They don't really have anything to do with my life or my industry, and while I find them annoying when they're thrust in front of my screen intrusively (can Rosie write? Technically yes, she can work a keyboard and write words. Is Zoella shrill and annoying? Not to 13-year-old fangirls), they get on with their life, and I do mine. Except, there's a problem. If you're a twitter fiend you may have heard of Dapper Laughs....

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