Somewhere between careers, responsibilities, calendars and needing three weeks’ notice to catch up with a friend, did we accidentally become… boring?
When did we stop doing things purely for the hell of it? This week, we’re talking about having fun as an adult—from female friendship and spontaneous nights out to the mental load and fiercely protected bedtimes. Have we forgotten how to be ridiculous—or has our idea of a good time simply changed?
