The MARCH Report
March: The Month That Moved at Double Speed (But Somehow Stood Still)
Did you see it? That tiny, teasing glimmer of hope? I think just maybe spring has finally, sort of, almost sprung. The light has changed, the air smells different, and for a fleeting moment, it feels like we might have made it through. March, in its usual chaotic fashion, managed to be both impossibly fast and interminably long. How is it that I’m already writing this month’s report when I swear I just blinked and it was still February?
The month kicked off with something rather special, I finally, for the first time ever, made it to New York. A city I’ve loved from afar, stitched together in my mind through years of watching Wizards of Waverly Place as a child and inhaling every sitcom that ever romanticised its skyline. It was as dazzling and ridiculous and cinematic as I’d hoped.
Beyond that, March was all about friendship. So much time spent with the wonderful women in my life—midweek dinners that turned into deep chats over too many glasses of soda, birthday celebrations, those perfect, unplanned, should-we-just-go-for-a-drink? kind of evenings. I know I say this often, but what a privilege it is to do life with them.
So thank you, March. You were a good one. A fast, slow, all-at-once, blink-and-you-miss-it kind of month. But a good one, nonetheless.
READING
I did it (yes in the last 5 days) I got out of my reading slump. Can we all celebrate? I deleted tik tok from my phone and my screen time is averaging 2 hours less a day which is gorgeous. I finally finished First Time Caller by B.K. Borison, it is the literary equivalent of a late-night radio show—intimate, nostalgic, and unexpectedly tender. It’s small-town charm meets yearning over the airwaves, with characters so warm you’ll want to call in yourself. A love story that unfolds in whispers but lingers loudly. Gorgeous.
I read the novella Nick and Charlie by Alice Osman one weekend. It is a beautifully bittersweet snapshot of young love on the brink of change. It captures the quiet panic of growing up, the ache of distance, and the unshakeable magic of first love. Tender, funny, and heartbreakingly real—Oseman at her most affecting. I can’t help but love Alice and the whole Heartstopper world, a truly important piece of literature everyone should spend time delving into.
My tip of the month? Novellas. The perfect remedy for a reading slump. There’s something about the sweet spot of 50-200 pages—just enough to pull you in, not enough to overwhelm. I suffer from chronic Big Book Fear, but Nick and Charlie had me back in my reading groove instantly
It’s the early 2010s, and I am completely, utterly, all-consumingly obsessed with The Hunger Games. The kind of obsession that makes you carry a book everywhere bus stops, lunch breaks, brushing your teeth with one hand while holding Catching Fire in the other. I’m finishing the trilogy before diving into Sunrise on the Reaping, and for the first time in years, I feel like my teenage self again—the one who wore a Mockingjay pin on her school blazer like it was a badge of honour.
EATING
It would be frankly rude not to talk about everything I ate in New York. I mean, what else is there to discuss? The architecture? The museums? The culture? No. It’s the food. And if you’ve ever been subjected to the TikTok algorithm before a trip to NYC, you’ll know exactly what I mean endless “Everything I Ate in New York” videos, an overwhelming catalogue of must visit spots, and a growing fear that you might not fit it all in. But, to be honest, I didn’t feel the pressure. I had a tight itinerary, a handful of excellent recommendations, and a stomach that can only handle so many slices of pizza before giving up entirely.
Dinners:
La Pecora Bianca – A gorgeous little Italian, sprinkled all over the city like confetti. There is something wildly romantic about sitting at the bar with my sister, a big plate of pasta in front of me, chatting to the staff like we’re locals. It feels so unfamiliar to my London heart, but at the same time, I could absolutely get used to it.
& Son Steakeasy – A steakhouse that just feels like New York. (Which I say, obviously, as someone who has been the once.) It’s dark, candlelit, and buzzing with the kind of chatter that only happens when people are genuinely having a good time. Maybe it was the fact that it was a Thursday night, but the place was full of groups of friends and colleagues, all talking, actually talking not mindlessly scrolling in silence like a mid-commute train carriage. The staff were wonderful, I ordered the “Adult Happy Meal,” which turned out to be the best burger I have ever eaten, and my sister went for the surf and turf, which she is still talking about four weeks later.
PLAYING
There is so much good TV at the moment, and it is filling my heart and my evenings with joy. I love that everyone is talking about television again properly talking about it, It feels like a communal experience. Like we’re all in the same living room together.
Shrinking (Apple TV)
I was in Australia when Season 2 came out, which means I am criminally late to finishing it. But, honestly, what a joy of a show. I adore a strong ensemble cast, where you find yourself rooting for every single character. Also, it’s no secret that I am deeply obsessed with sitcoms and early 2000s TV, and this show is full of familiar faces. We had Jason Segel and Cobie Smulders giving us a How I Met Your Mother reunion. We had Christa Miller and Josh Hopkins in a little Cougar Town revival. Michael Urie (Ugly Betty), Ted McGinley (Hope & Faith), Damon Wayans Jr. (New Girl), Neil Flynn (The Middle), Heidi Gardner (SNL) it was practically tailor-made for my brain chemistry.
Last One Laughing UK (Amazon Prime)
The second I saw the lineup of comedians, I knew I was in. But this show exceeded all expectations it felt like early Taskmaster energy, British comedy at its absolute peak.
OBSESSING
At the moment, I am doing everything I can to make sure my skin and body are summer ready (whatever that means). My latest fixation? The Byoma Creamy Jelly Cleanser. Game-changing. Someone recently gave me a step-by-step skincare routine, and ever since I swapped micellar water for this jelly cleanser, my skin has felt so much cleaner. Obsessed.
RECOMMENDING
A solo date. Please take yourself on a solo date. I had a Friday off work, no one was around, and I decided to make a day of it. And what a day it was.
I started with a workout, changed my bedding (which always feels like a victory), then headed into Central London for some culture. I spent hours in the National Portrait Gallery, taking in every single portrait, attending The Face Magazine exhibition (which was remarkable if you have the chance to go, go). I strolled through St James’s Park, found a spot on a hill, and just sat. People-watched with a matcha in hand, read my book, and reminded myself how sweet the world can be when you give yourself the chance to notice it.
I rounded off the day with dinner with my mum and sister, feeling calm, rested, and entirely refreshed. 10/10, no notes.
TREATING
New York was the trip of a lifetime, and I decided the only appropriate response was to book three more trips for the rest of the year. I feel so lucky that I am building a life that allows me to see the world the way I always dreamed of. Here’s to more planes, more new cities, and, of course, more “Everything I Ate” lists.
About Twenty Five Reset
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