Though you’d find it hard to enter a restaurant without spotting someone snapping their dish for a ‘gram these days, the Huawei Mate 10 Pro launched at Dirty Bones took the birds-eye nom shot to epizootic proportions.

For a very, very good reason.

Huawei’s new flagship mobile phone (and, in particular, its camera) is loaded with artificial intelligence. The device launched with a utility-focused campaign entitled I Am What I Do which showcases how AI technology can enrich its users lives and help us do the great, ambitious and life enhancing things we may or may not know we’d be able to.

To show how technology can enrich my life, I was lucky enough to get to test one out.

All in all, I was blown away. The Kirin 970 processor is insanely fast (and balanced by surprisingly intelligent battery-saving abilities), learns your behaviour to cater to your needs (with built-in neural processing), and turns the camera app into a pocket Annie Leibovitz.

Unlike any mobile camera I’ve used before, the Mate 10 Pro identifies thirteen different scenarios (think food, portraits, nightscape, cats, beaches, etc) automatically to cater its setting to the circumstance.

The photos take no more time or knowledge than any other smartphone snapping process but manage to deliver stunning, high-quality results.

When the 20MP monochrome sensor and 12MP RGB sensor pair with the wide f/1.6 aperture, especially, the photo quality rivals my carefully-curated SLR shots. Even when shooting the best of Dirty Bones’ culinary creations in their super low light.

Everything I have grown to love about modern smartphones has been carried over to the Huawei Mate 10 Pro – the fingerprint sensor, 5.9-inch 18:9 OLED screen, and IP67 water-resistance (the Londoner essential). After all, their I Am What I Do campaign aims to showcase how AI technology can help users mastermind their ideas through digital empowerment.

I am really looking forward to seeing how the Pro impacts my day-to-day after a few weeks at my side. Not to mention the effect it has on my indulgent food ‘grams.

(All photos taken with the Huawei Mate 10 Pro).


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As I watched a group of bodycon-clad women pose in front of a photo booth and a table of my friends chasing mozzarella sticks with surprisingly good wine, I could hardly believe I was at Gala Bingo.

Until last month, I hadn’t so much as stepped foot in a bingo hall. Now I was spending my all- important Friday night in one.

Being the lifelong ‘Yes Woman’ I am, I didn’t expect much more than an activity checked off my unfulfillable bucket list. Yet – as blog posts dictate – found myself pleasantly surprised.

A few hours before I touted my blow-up flamingo across London (don’t worry – we’ll get there), I entered Gala Stratford with a small group of fellow bingo virgins and fell down the rabbit hole of square-stamping thrills.

With preconceived notions of old men falling asleep on stacks of bingo sheets throughout Britain’s disused town halls, Gala surprised me.

The launch of their new and improved game is spread across 14 pages (instead of 11, gives players more of a chance to win, and has jackpots of £20,000.

Knowing it was our first time, the host spent extra time with us to show us around the gargantuan club, set us up at a birds-eye view table in the bar, and explained how things work in the unpredictably intense world of number-shouting brain games.

I can honestly say we had the time of our lives.

With no fortune to speak of at the game’s break, we ordered a selection of the menu’s simple but classic dishes and enjoyed them through the second half of our hilariously poor efforts.

Filled with competitive adrenaline, the night continued with a decent photo booth session, lots of laughs, and many a dance with blow-up flamingo props the manager decided to offer us in pity.

Win or lose, I can categorically say I had more fun at Gala than I’ve had in some of London’s most sought after clubs.

And is anyone with a blow-up flamingo really a loser?

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I doubt a crystal ball could have predicted the tumultuity I witnessed in the corner booth of Lucky Voice Islington.

For a fraction of a moment (maybe even A Moment Like This by Kelly Clarkson…), I genuinely believed I had left a private karaoke room and entered a parallel universe.

At the start of a uncharacteristically large ‘night out’, I was befuddled to witness 10 out of my 11 companions inoculate the evening with more liquid courage than an impending 2-hour sing-song deemed sensibly necessary.

With a number of less-than-impressive musical theatre years under my belt, I found it hard to believe there was only one other – obviously wonderful – human in our hesitant tribe who liked the idea of singing/shouting all their favourite songs with friends as much as I did.

Alas, the onset of bottomless Prosecco emboldened a change in tune. Or a tune whatsoever.

Once we passed the inevitably awkward hump of initial song selections (8,000+ spanning current hits and oldies mean you’re spoilt for choice), the X Factor versions of every single one of my formerly tentative podmates erupted across the microphones.

What was lost in Instagram Stories’ 24 hour cycle is forever imprinted in cerebral pools of 90s DIY megamixes, surprisingly perfect Tinie Tempah renditions, and countless espresso martinis (thanks, in large part, to the booth’s ‘Thirsty’ call button).

Next time you’re finding it difficult to convince your friends to a little private karaoke merriment, steer them towards Lucky Voice and let the rest take care of itself.

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week outfit posts
Now that I have mentally burned* the five outfits I spent four months living in, I have rediscovered the long-lost joy of getting dressed in the morning. So much so I set myself a little challenge to only wear clothes from one brand for a full work week.

A week on, I enjoyed this challenge so much I feel I may have to do it more often. This time, however, let me introduce you to my personal micro wardrobe from WearAll

What I Wore:
(Outfits featured in order of appearance)
1. The Alison Off Shoulder Floral Flared Skater Dress (…which I especially, narcissistically, love for sharing my middle name. This dress received at least one compliment everywhere I visited on the day.)

2. Brooke Plunge Off Shoulder Bardot Jumpsuit and Morgan Oversize Distressed Acid Wash Denim Jacket (The cosiest jumpsuit and jacket in the history of the world).

3. Sophie shirred crop top and Jaden Check Print Cigarette Trousers (I loved this look the most. I actually had back to back meetings this particular day so loved that I could throw a white blazer on when needed and transform something a little revealing to something adorably work-appropriate).

4. Zoey Boyfriend Jeans and Harper Off The Shoulder Gingham Top (I actually loved these pieces individually but couldn’t deal with them together in photographs. Being curvy, each item looks better paired with a tighter or more structured counterpart).

5. Aaliyah Denim Lace-Up Corset 3/4 Sleeve Shirt Dress (Hello, new off-duty staple)

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happy easter
Happy Easter, religious and non-religious chocolate egg lovers alike! As you may remember, I gave up negative thoughts, meat at home, and “almost” doing things roughly one month ago for Lent. With surprisingly great success.

It all flourished from my decision to take part in Christian Aid’s Give it up for Lent campaign. Which, truth be told, has not been a cakewalk. I have come away from this with, more than anything, the realisation that I am incredibly hard on myself. That most of my “negative thoughts” come from internal pressures that play no part in my actual or desired opinion of myself.

Thank Lent for that. I have come out the other side of my fasting experiment happier, healthier, and embracing every part of myself and the world around me in a way that is not only positive but beneficial.

With the charity continuing their efforts to end poverty, fight gender inequality, and responding to emergencies (all of which contribute to poverty), I have made the campaign-free vow to refuse the things I have given up for well beyond the forty days pledged.

Do continue to contribute to Christian Aid’s wonderful work if you can. Financially or personally – every little counts!