‘High protein’ fad sounds like repackaged diet culture to me
Emer McLysaght: Pathologising food to the point of seeing it only as a macro in a calculation is just another reason to obsess and judge and self-sabotage
Sally Rooney gets photographed with an owl, looking unimpressed. I’m asked to ‘look zany’
My comedic, commercial fiction has been described as ‘fluffy’ or ‘an easy read’ more times than my heart and ego can take
My friends group finally celebrated our Covid-delayed 40th birthdays in Spain. We swapped tales of air fryers and steam mops
In our 20s, we were all talk of boys, post-work drinks and feral nights out. Now it’s recipes and magnesium supplements
Hamilton in Dublin will be incredible. It has evidence of the Brits being at it again in spades
Seats are already very limited, but if you’re going or thinking of it, here’s a survival guide
You’ve no right to park outside your home. You buy the house, not the road in front of it
Deciding to live in a highly desirable location is always going to have its downfalls but hoarding parking spaces with traffic cones is not on
I foresee Bono re-enacting that famous photo with David Trimble and John Hume, except with Liam and Noel
Emer McLysaght: The cynic in me believes that the revenue generated from the Oasis reunion shows will be more important than any familial rift
Wedding culture is bananas and I will be dressed in black whether you like it or not
I’ve witnessed friendships end over wedding expectations, couples speak about how much cash they’ve made from guests, and homophobic homilies
Emer McLysaght: Is your hair flat on top and curly underneath? Commiserations, you have ‘Irish hair’
Emer McLysaght: It’s safe at the sinks but being in the hairdresser’s chair is one of life’s more humbling experiences. Even on a good day the salon mirror is confronting
Getting a table at Marqette in Dublin Airport in July is a discipline that would test even top athletes
Emer McLysaght: I went to the same primary school as Rhasidat Adeleke. Sure I’m practically an Olympian
Emer McLysaght: Five things that confuse American tourists visiting Ireland and Europe
Our friends across the Atlantic are coming to Ireland and Europe in their droves - and it’s not just wealthy baby boomers
A middle-class millennial at a Kneecap gig: am I just cosplaying at republicanism?
The bilingual west Belfast hip-hop trio take Galway by storm with an act that is in reality more satire than sectarianism
Holidays with my ‘family’ of 11 involve pooled childcare, cheap villas and red as a lobster insults
My travel companions often dream of creating a year-round version of our annual trip but it would all fall apart at the four-week mark
Crisis piercings and other classic signs you’re heading towards middle age
I still feel largely like a child who doesn’t really know what they’re doing, but with the freedom of an adult who can do whatever I want
My three nights at Taylor Swift cost me €47 an hour. Cheaper than therapy
Stevie Nicks and Julia Roberts were there, and Swift played ‘my’ surprise song. Who knew one song had such healing powers?
Was it Positano or Dubrovnik or Santorini? No, we were in Wexford
Us two dopes from Dublin had the time of our lives over 48 hours in the sunny southeast