People I Would Sleep With

To name a few … Originally posted on Feb. 6, 2014, at 10:14 p.m. Prince Harry Obvs. The guy at my local cafe Thank you for waking me up every morning, sexual. In a non-sexual way. Nicholas Hoult Sexy. As. I’ve wanted to hop on the right foot and do the wrong thing with him since Skins. Benedict Cumberbatch Weird sexy. Ollie Locke Out of pure curiosity. Though I’m not sure that I’m his type. Greg James He can come into me like a wrecking ball. What? His sexy voice gets me through the last hours of work, plus he’s funny and awkward which always goes over well with me. Especially his singing, which ranges from shrill to brilliant (the “knocking one out” tune to “Mulled Wines”). Extremely intelligent guys. You shut your mouth. Ian Somerhalder Do me Damon Salvatore Jonny Wilkinson The real reason I watch rugby. And look! He plays guitar! Captain Jack Sparrow My favourite pirate. Ted Sexy bear. I mean, if I lived in a Seth MacFarlane universe. Ron Burgundy Look, there’s a rainbow! Do me on it! Jennifer Lawerence Yeah I would. Jack Whitehall And pretty much any hilarious guy who is remotely attractive. And [...] There's more...

Taylor Swift’s “Style” Isn’t About Harry Styles – It’s About John Mayer

*puts investigative journalism hat on* It’s theory time. Originally posted on Oct. 16, 2015, at 4:10 p.m. Earlier today after the release of One Direction’s new song “Perfect” a celebrity gossip columnist from The Sun took to Twitter to speculate what it was all about Via twitter.com And everyone was like Via tumblr.com The comment, albeit ill-informed, did make me wonder, who is “Style” actually about? radaronline.com Listen… Via hngn.com In 2009 John Mayer wrote a song called “Half of My Heart” which Taylor Swift sang vocals on. Shortly afterwards it was rumoured that they were dating… Because they were Via google.co.uk Then in 2010 Taylor wrote “Dear John” which had lyrics like: Dear John, I see it all, now it was wrong Don’t you think nineteen is too young To be played by your dark twisted games, when I loved you so? In 2012 John wrote “Paper Doll” which is a rumoured response to “Dear John”. He’s also spoken out on her song saying in a Rolling Stone article that it humiliated him and that it was, “cheap songwriting”. However, an earlier track on the album Paradise Valley where the song “Paper Doll” is featured is called “Wildfire” and its opening lyrics are: River’s strong you can’t swim inside it [...] There's more...

Why Valentine’s Day Really Doesn’t Matter THAT Much

Valentines Day often challenges our views on love, and today social media outlets are filled with a barrage of opinions. So I might as well add another one. Originally posted on Feb. 14, 2014, at 3:21 p.m. My view on Valentines Day is pretty simple. tumblr.com I’ve had every possible kind of Valentines Day. s3-ec.buzzfed.com tumblr.com xclusivetouch.co.uk tumblr.com The best one obviously ended like this: tumblr.com Just kidding, it was like this: tumblr.com (Love you, mum!) Valentines Day does force you to examine how you feel about your current relationship status. tumblr.com I have been in many relationships. This is a brief visualisation of how most of them go: tumblr.com tumblr.com mrwgifs.com images1.wikia.nocookie.net i.imgur.com static2.wikia.nocookie.net cdn.gifbay.com tumblr.com tumblr.com lh5.googleusercontent.com tumblr.com media.giphy.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com p.gr-assets.com tumblr.com Then I run to my friends. Typically in tears. tumblr.com tumblr.com tumblr.com They try to impress the gravity of the situation on me. s3-ec.buzzfed.com They’re pretty supportive. tumblr.com My friends get me around to my real feelings on the matter. tumblr.com In general, I’m thankful for the loves that I have been fortunate enough to have in my life. But also glad that they’re in [...] There's more...

Perez Hilton Asked People To Vote On Whether Or Not They Believe The Women Claiming That Bill Cosby Raped Them

Thus furthering the culture of victim shaming. Originally posted on Nov. 20, 2014, at 9:58 p.m. In light of recent allegations against Bill Cosby, celebrity gossip blogger Perez Hilton decided to ask his Twitter followers what they thought. In the most inappropriate way possible. Wait…what? There were the obvious questions With obvious logical answers Going to the actual article made it worse. MUCH worse. Via perezhilton.com I mean, I suppose Perez has a point. Rape is very “icky icky poo” and “sad sad” after all :’( After a brief breakdown of the alleged assault he asks the world, “Do you believe the accusations against Bill Cosby?” The reality of the situation began to sink in Still waiting for an explanation. The worst part – people were ACTUALLY VOTING Via perezhilton.com VOTING ON WHETHER OR NOT THEY BELIEVE WOMEN’S CLAIMS THAT THEY WERE RAPED. So you liked The Cosby Show? Big deal, so did everyone else. But is anyone such an avid fan of Cosby (or anything for that matter) that they’re willing to suspend belief of the fact that multiple women have claimed that Cosby raped them? The answer to that is no. Or rather it should be, I’m looking at you the TWENTY-FIVE [...] There's more...

Buzzfeed “Guidelines” And How They Don’t Pertain To My Account Suspension

After I published my first article regarding recent events called, ‘Is Louis Tomlinson The Victim Of A Character Assassination Campaign?’ I emailed it to the editor of Buzzfeed whom I have been liaising with and sending my work to since 2013. I told him how much traffic it had already generated and this was his response: Then on Monday, after my account inexplicably being removed despite bringing in over 100,000 views, I emailed the same editor whose reply was simply, ‘Sorry to hear that. If you drop community an email, someone there will be able to explain.’ So I did. I asked why, given that my articles were being promoted a week ago and generating not only social, but seeded views, would they suddenly delete an account that was bringing them free traffic? That is, after all, the aim of running a website is it not? To have people actually go there. I don’t even work for Buzzfeed, so I’m essentially free labour and traffic. Then I received a reply from Buzzfeed Community. Interested in finding out more about these policies I clicked on the link, but to add insult to injury it didn’t even work. And then I just felt bad [...] There's more...

The Stages Of Having A Crush

It starts with that flippity floppity feeling, but here is an extensive explanation of what happens in my brain and in my life when I start to like someone. Originally posted on Nov. 28, 2013, at 4:20 p.m. I fall for people quite quickly. Sometimes immediately. wordpress.com Sometimes it’s a slow burner. I meet them and I’m not really sure what I think. reactiongifs.com And if they turn out to be boring, it is a definite no-go. tumblr.com But inevitably that moment will hit me like a brick wall and I realise I’m falling for them. Then the seduction commences. tumblr.com Obviously I go straight to the internet to Facebook stalk them. wordpress.com There’s really only one piece of information I look for. ed_wp-content_v2.s3.amazonaws.com If he’s single, it feels like a major victory. tumblr.com If he’s in a relationship, it’s disaster city. Population: me. blogger.com But I try to play it cool. I didn’t want to date them anyway. images.wikia.com Then secretly I wait for this day. mobile.wikilove.com Ultimately I decide to text them and then subsequently proceed to obsess about the content and appropriateness of said text. the-gaggle.com Then I stress while waiting for a response. collegetimes.ie When they [...] There's more...

What It’s Like To Be A Girl With A Best Friend Who Is A Boy

Of the many things I lost in the BF wipe on Monday was this ode to my best friend, who I refer to as Lad Boy or LB as you’ve probably seen on this website. I sent it to him after writing it and his first response was, ‘Where did you get all those pictures?’ Cheers, mate. Love you too! Anyway, of all the people who rushed to console me and find out what happened, he was certainly one of them and listened patiently while I ranted on the phone for an hour, despite not caring even a little bit about One Direction. He is actually the only friend I have who ever agreed to watch One Direction live with me as they were playing at a festival we went to. Although his official critique was, ‘This is a load of poo,’ he still stood there with me and watched the entire thing. He said that he liked ‘the one wearing that thing’ which was Liam, and did not judge me for knowing all the words. Anyway, he’s a great friend and although he’s forgotten how to edit this website and left me to do a crash course in web design (he [...] There's more...

You Are Smart, You Are Important

I haven’t always been studious, but I have always loved to write. When I was fifteen I wrote a story for my English class for which I was getting fairly average grades at the time and when I got it back it not only had full marks, but a note that read: To my next Emily Dickinson (or is it Danielle Steele?), This was marvellous. You have a true talent and I hope that you never give it up. Well done.  I think this may have been the moment that a fire was lit under my arse and that I was able to salvage my flailing academic career and end up at one of the best universities in the world reading English Literature years later. For those of you new to this website or my social media accounts, Sex At Oxbridge (not sex on a bridge) is the name of the blog I started in my second year of university. Oxbridge is the combination of  Oxford and Cambridge…I’ve never made which one I went to public information because given the heavy press attention this blog once had, I wasn’t keen for my identity to be revealed while I was still studying. I began writing the [...] There's more...

What Happens When You Blog About Sex At Oxbridge

In 2010 I started a blog called Sex at Oxbridge… only it’s not really explicitly about sex. Awkward at Oxbridge is probably more apt. Originally posted on Nov. 6, 2013, at 11:03 p.m. I’ve always loved writing, so when I first heard of the concept of blogging I found it vaguely intriguing.   tumblr.com When I started reading blogs about sex written by women I was pretty disappointed at how un-relatable they were. tumblr.com I, like most warm-blooded creatures, enjoy sex. So I thought my dating life would be an interesting topic to write about.   tumblr.com That and the fact that I was at a top university. Namely, Oxford or Cambridge. I’ve never revealed which. Mostly because I figured, why isolate my audience by appealing to just one of the Oxbridge universities? postgrad.com Because I put “sex” in the name, people assumed the blog would be all about this … tumblr.com But really my stories are more like this.   wordpress.com And when sex is involved, it’s a bit like this.   tumblr.com It took less than half of a day for the media to catch onto what I was doing. And when they did, the combination of “sex” and [...] There's more...

Sex at Oxbridge, Buzzfeed and Louis Tomlinson

I wanted to take a moment to explain to the amazing people who read what I post on this website and have continued to do so despite me veering a bit off course with what started as a blog about my sex life and has now somehow ended up turning into a blog (albeit temporarily) about One Direction. Anyone who follows me on Twitter or Tumblr knows that I like One Direction. However, I have tried to compartmentalise that side of my interests to Twitter, Tumblr and, until today, Buzzfeed. I started writing articles on the Buzzfeed Community page because, quite simply, they have very convenient software for including multiple forms of media. Also, at one point I was considering applying to write for Buzzfeed and in order to do so you need to build a profile on their website. However, a two-year portfolio of work, with which I had intended to apply to their editorial fellowship progamme with, was erased without reason or explanation today. It was like Jamie in Love Actually watching his manuscript fly into the wind and lake because fucking Aurelia didn’t have her shit together. Thanks to the internet never truly allowing you to delete [...] There's more...