
Our toxic relationship with Love Island
Every summer without fail, I allow myself to be sucked into the strange, heteronormative heatwave that is Love Island. Much like any of my bad habits, I know it’s not healthy. While my reading lists pile up, and deadlines evaporate in the background, I sit and watch tanned, flawless people engage in relationships I don’t believe will survive the year.
I watch Love Island almost like a nature documentary, and to be honest, I think most of us do. But attempting to analyse the behaviours and motiv
I watch Love Island almost like a nature documentary, and to be honest, I think most of us do. But attempting to analyse the behaviours and motiv