Fiona Frawley

1 month ago | lovindublin.com | Shamim de Brún |Tiernan Allen |Fiona Frawley

There’s a specific kind of person who voluntarily wakes up at sunrise. They’re either spiritually awakened, deeply anxious, on a wellness bender, or just trying to feel something before the workday starts. And honestly? We respect it. A sunrise is a whole different game from sunset. Sunsets are casual. Full of ‘ah sure will we’ type happenstance. Something you appreciate while holding a pint or pretending to enjoy your walk home. But sunrise? Sunrise requires intent. Alarms. Layers. Logistics.

2 months ago | lovindublin.com | Shamim de Brún |Tiernan Allen |Fiona Frawley

For too long, we have blindly accepted bread as soup’s default companion. A crusty slice. A buttered roll. A limp triangle of soda bread, begrudgingly offered on the side. The assumption is so baked in (pun intended) that we’ve stopped questioning it. Soup? Must be served with bread. End of. No further thought required. But what if, and I get that this is a hear me out, bread isn’t the best match? What if soup has been settling this entire time? Bread is fine. It’s dependable. It’s… there.

2 months ago | lovindublin.com | Tiernan Allen |Fiona Frawley |Shamim de Brún |Sean Crosbie |Seán Crosbie

Sheela-na-Gigs are carvings, mostly stone, mostly medieval, of women displaying their genitals. Part warning, part weapon, part wild feminine energy. We’re talking full squat, vulva wide, ribs showing, boobs drooping, face sometimes skull-like. In a country where women’s bodies were hidden, punished, and moralised for centuries, it’s wild that these figures not only existed but were placed over church doors and castle gates.

2 months ago | lovindublin.com | Shamim de Brún |Sean Crosbie |Seán Crosbie |Tiernan Allen |Fiona Frawley

Brought to you by WHOOPYour legs will thank you for this oneYou’ve done it. You’ve tackled 21km of Dublin’s finest roads, pushed through the pain, and crossed that glorious finish line. Now, as the lactic acid kicks in and walking downstairs suddenly becomes your biggest challenge, we’ve got just the thing to get you back on track. WHOOP and The Hot Box are giving runners a free sauna and plunge session the day after the Dublin City Half Marathon.

Jan 28, 2025 | lovindublin.com | Shamim de Brún |Fiona Frawley |Ryan Jarrett

It’s a freezing January morning—the kind where the air bites your arse and the sea looks like it’s plotting your demise. I’m in Glasthule, standing in front of what looks like a wooden barrel someone rolled off a Scandinavian hillside. Inside: people are sardined together, sweating through their togs, eyes half-closed in near-religious focus. Outside: dry-robed figures march toward the water like they’re heading to war. The heat spikes, and the sauna hisses like it’s alive.