MehreenBaig Blogs

To The Man on the Victoria Line, Today, you sat opposite me on the train, as we travelled in similar directions to work. It was a typical rush hour commute in London: the train was packed with sweaty, impatient people and as I applied my makeup, you jabbed aimlessly...

Yesterday, I was frightened. Today, I am angry. It was yesterday when I woke up and heard the news about France: a scene so tragic that no amount of news coverage or edited Facebook pictures can do it justice. I saw photos of the exact place I had been standing a mere...

I went to Waitrose the other day with my mother. It was to buy bread. I was wearing my big fur coat on top of my pyjamas, which I had tucked inconspicuously into my UGG boots. It was not my best moment. Coming up to the bread aisle, we came across the flowers section....

I’m getting old. Yes, that is how I’m going to start my new blog. No funny one-liners, no clever metaphors. This blog is real, and I’m about to share with you one of my biggest fears. So don’t laugh, don’t patronise me and comment “you’re still a baby”. Just listen....

So I was halfway through writing my next blog (it’s really good, by the way) when it was getting a bit too emotional. So I took a break. And it was during this break, that this blog was born. Because during my break, I decided to visit the hairdressers. It was an...

You will blossom. I look back at photos of myself when I was aged between 11 and 15… that awkward age where puberty had caused a spurt of hair growth- on my face. You resemble a baby monkey, with a heavy monobrow and a moustache that Borat would be proud of; your...