Publisher of FMS Magazine since 2008. Former fashion designer, future screenwriter. On a mission to outlaw single use plastics. Lover of music, books, art, travel and Netflix. Will fight for animals, justice and freedom. Enjoys a gin tipple.
One foot in Chapel Hill, NC, one foot in Scandinavia. Owns a bike in Copenhagen which means the Ridder Af Dannebrog is likely forthcoming. Recording engineer, and Psych Rock guitarist, apparently pro bono if you don’t count the free drinks. Currently receiving mixed messages from various modular synths.
Autodidact, writer and musician with two solo album releases, Perils and Cloudwalker. Former Londoner, living in Copenhagen. Vinyl loving, music junkie. Believes that 1967 was the greatest year in music history. Plays guitar with Dør Nr. 13.
Lives for Adventure Time, vintage threads, dark rum and RPDR. Attempts to be crafty but has more enthusiasm than skill. Make up fanatic. Body positive. Will always try to stroke your dog.
If Life were a Starbucks, Bobby would be a skinny vanilla latte. Some say that he carries a Gypsy curse, but haters always gonna hate. Lover of music, art, film... and taurine.
Copenhagen based music fanatic and secret fashion addict. Always in charge of the playlist (seriously, don't touch it), in love with people with a story to tell, smiles, band t-shirts and vinyl.
Autodidactic polymath; making it up as I go along. Author, journalist, photographer, graphic designer, cooker of fine spiced food, INFP. London-based citizen of the world with gypsy blood. Contrary to popular belief, I will work for money.
Clumsy tomboy with a tendency to bump into strangers. Addicted to Instagram, mint tea and fashion. Not English, but doing my best with the written word. Free-time basketball player, full-time in trainers.
Adventurer, bird photographer, history buff, unsuccessful Twitter user. One of those people who always talks about writing a book. Fascinated by geopolitics. Ex-Soviet immigrant with an Irish accent. Have yet to spot a famous person on the tube.
Fun loving and down to earth Londoner. Music, film and art enthusiast. Likes swimming, coffee, travel; adventures in the wilderness and listening to the trees. Would happily spend the afterlife as a house cat.
American-Scot; not Irish, Australian or Swedish, just the most confusing accent you will hear. Fashion, travel and pizza aficionado, with an inability to pick just one. Writer, dog walker and professional shower-singer.
Reformed freelance music journalist. Now on the straight and narrow paralegal-ing in the music industry. Likes: Banoffee pie, pop music and Cookie (the family dog). Dislikes: Contouring, hardback books, and the decline of the iPod.
Founder of Luella Rockerfella clothing, currently expanding Stateside. Conscious innovator with a passion for getting female prisoners involved in production. Profits go to a rehab centre. All about passion, drive and belly laughs.
Stockholm-based, former East Londoner with Italian roots and an international background in the music industry. Always curious to discover new trends, new sensations and new technologies. Spends alone-time, trying to figure out the connections among Ziggy-Iggy-Lou and the galaxies rotating around Mars.
Grew up on the tiny spec of an island that is technically, geographically speaking, Africa. Will usually be horizontal, reading or descending into the abyss of unnecessary online information, with a cat nearby. Feels very passionate about Marmite. Often reminded to 'cheer up'. Likes: Alexa Chung.
Honorary Yorkshireman with a love for discovering new music, growing vegetables and the Nordic wilderness. Fan of medium-format film photography. Mostly spotted with a ginger beard to match his Hungarian Vizsla.
Music writer/promoter for over 15 years, for own and various online publications/labels. Keeps sane via indulgence in a good curry, beer, books, clothes, football and gritty films. Loves and breaks many earphones. Believes noise isolation is a must for this day and age.
Lover of all things fashion and beauty. Incurable romantic. Skincare fanatic. Horror film enthusiast. Mostly found wearing some sort of face mask. Happy-go-lucky approach to life. Irritable when hungry.
New Town Northern mutation. In constant dialogue with my mind about the human race. I write because I can't sing. Favourite girl band: The Runaways.
Sweet little Danish potato who loves music, art and literature.
Fantasy enthusiast. Phobia of moths and convinced they're visitors from the underworld. Always attempts to take selfies next to trees. Writing a novel inspired by brutalist architecture. Can float in the sea for over seven hours without getting bored.
Former Londoner, out in the sticks. Always need to be listening to something new. Disappointed coeliac. Would live in trackies and trainers if could. Everton and Wasp fan, New York fanatic. Can't stand queuing or play a musical instrument to save my life.
Film addict, fuelled by caffeine. Travels through China left her with an open mind and a tofu addiction. Overprotective of her baby (Canon 5D Mark III). Would kill to shoot Christian Bale or Jennifer Lawrence. Part-time science geek. Cat lover. Instagram fiend.
I think it was Jack Nicholson who said; "You want my bio - You can't handle my bio."
Web Developer and Entrepreneur by day, Photographer by night, with occasional pasta-making breaks in between. Based in East London. Portuguese on passport and islander at heart.