About - The Tiff Newsletter by Tiffany Philippou

What’s The Tiff Weekly?

The Tiff Weekly is a free weekly newsletter about love, loss, finding meaning and some of the messier sides of life.

I’m a writer living in London in my early thirties and each week, I tell you a story from my past and present life.

Read some of my top Tiff Weeklies

The conversation about dating apps is annoying me. This one flew out of me in a fiery rage: ‘Dating apps are a far better and more important use of technology than a large majority of the apps out there. Tracking my run and funny videos are cool, but something that can help me find love, no matter my age or location could actually change my life. Yes, there are bad actors on the app, as there are people who stay in Airbnbs and trash homes, but that doesn’t mean that should tarnish the value they bring to our lives.’
Friendships are the greatest love stories of our lives. An uplifting conversation for anyone who’s worried about how friendships change as we grow up. ‘I feel that we are family even more so now than I did in our early twenties.’
'I'm not saying I think your life is like Sex and the City'. I talked to my friend about how as our lives diverge, it can feel like you’ve lost your compass.
33 lessons at 33. Some wisdom that's carrying me through as I age. A punchy list that’s a window into my mind:‘Live your life like it’s short, but work your careers like they’ll be long.’
Change the story. Shed the identity that’s holding you back. This one could be life-changing as I do believe the stories we tell ourselves shape our lives. ‘We live in an era where the internet encourages personality tests and self-awareness and I’m so here for all of it. I love them. However, it’s dangerous when we use these frameworks to confirm the identity narratives we have about ourselves and use them as an excuse for inaction.’
My unexpected loss. Losing my single identity is harder than I could have imagined. Speaking of clinging onto identities… who knew I loved my single identity so much? ‘I don’t want to lose the single person that was me. I liked her. She went off to stuff on her own and could talk to people as an independent individual.’
Single people are like songs. I just loved writing this one so so much. ‘When I like someone new and it doesn’t work out, I’m not bored of the song yet, I still want to listen to it on repeat.’
Kitchen lessons from my exes. And this one…
And some really old ones: I feel guilty for watching my weight, Wisdom stolen from a reverend, My bras don't fit, Valentine’s Day is as trash as cheap chocolate and lastly, if you’re as tired as me then An ode to my beloved, the nap.