Don’t Call me Baby (The Urban List)
My latest for The Urban List! http://www.theurbanlist.com/brisbane/a-list/dont-call-me-baby
Category: The Way We Are (Social Analysis)
Chinks In the Armour
Sometimes I feel like I’m the only lesbian who doesn’t fancy Ruby Rose. I know we’re all supposed to love a heavily tattooed, spikey-haired lezzer with a bit of talent and a lot of fame, but that’s never been my bag. This week though, I could have French-kissed the bejesus out of her. Talking about… Read More Chinks In the Armour
Immature Ageing
Last night I was woken up by the sudden realisation that I’m only fifteen years off turning fifty. Fifty. Five Zero. FIFTY. Boy did that ever start a major midnight meltdown. I can’t possibly be that close to fifty. I’ve only just started feeling like I’ve hit my stride, like I’m actually getting somewhere. I haven’t… Read More Immature Ageing
Transcending the Olympics
The Olympics. That curious time once every four years where I find myself glued to a television set, physically unable to take my eyes off the screen for even a second, and suddenly think…‘Why am I watching Rhythmic Gymnastics?’ What came first – The Leap Year or The Olympics? And were they called Leap Years… Read More Transcending the Olympics
Love, Loss, and What She Wrote
In September 2009, I went to one of the first Broadway performances of Love Loss and What I Wore. Being a Nora Ephron junkie, I’d bought my ticket weeks earlier in Australia, the only show I booked before leaving home. My eagerness scored me a front row seat. The night I went, Rosie O’Donnell and… Read More Love, Loss, and What She Wrote
The Donkeys, The Muppets and Me.
I donkey voted today, and I feel a bit dirty about it. I didn’t do it out of a lack of respect for the voting system, nor because I thought it would be funny or smart. I did it because for me personally, it was the most honest decision I could make, the one that… Read More The Donkeys, The Muppets and Me.
Ramblings
And see, the funny thing is, occasionally you can read too much into a situation. You can over-analyse everything, and make something out of nothing. You can try and stop your heart with your head, which never really works out well. You can ask yourself and others a million questions in an attempt to figure… Read More Ramblings
A Problem For Writers
You know what I find the hardest part when I write something? That people always recognise themselves, even when they weren’t the inspiration in the first place. And that when I write I risk hurting people who aren’t in fact the target. When I write it’s because I feel the need to get something out,… Read More A Problem For Writers
LIKING PEOPLE.
A friend of mine said yesterday that people liking each other is the most important thing in the world. She’s right, of course, except that occasionally the world decides that while it is important, it just isn’t important right now. Sometimes, no matter how much two people like each other, you have to put that… Read More LIKING PEOPLE.
Notorious
Vamp. Tramp. Temptress. Seductress. Tart. Trollop. Words that conjure up such wickedness, such evil, such sensuous manipulation of men! In what is primarily still a man’s world, where things are seen and documented from a male point of view, the worst villains are always women. Sure, there have been some seriously devilish men, but the… Read More Notorious
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