Two weeks ago I took my IBS and Symprove (obvs) on holiday with me to Portugal – you can pour over my touristy photos here if ya fancy it – and apart from one incident involving a tonne of sangria, I totally survived. [Read more]
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I’m off on my hols in a couple of days time and one thing that always petrifies me is bearing my bikini body for the first time. The fact that I have to peel off my many layers to reveal my pasty pins, my IBS-bloated belly and thighs in all their wonder is kinda daunting. I don’t diet, I don’t go to the gym and I eat far too many chip-sticks.
OM Freakin’ G. Shit just got very real. I now have a wedding dress!!! And with one disaster appointment, an unsuccessful lug around all the London department stores and with 15 months still to go, I was not expecting it to happen at all.