Remember back in May last year when Angelina Jolie was in all the newspapers? Not for being sighted in Byron Bay or at Luna Park with her hordes of children and bodyguards, but because of the shock the world felt upon hearing she’d had her breasts removed? I remember it well because the publication of her New… Read More Brave to the Bone – for The Big Smoke
I was chatting with a mate a while back about my desire to change careers, and she asked me if I felt I was an expert in anything. “I dunno” I replied offhand. “Probably boobs.” We laughed, because everyone knows Boob Men don’t come much bigger than me. What can I say? I’ve never been… Read More A Killer Rack
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
This week is International Endometriosis Week, an issue very close to my heart. Well, actually it’s an issue close to my ovaries, fallopian tubes, uterus, bowel, kidneys and, according to the surgeon’s report, my Pouch of Douglas – whatever the hell that is. For 13 years I was left to suffer the debilitating symptoms of… Read More International Endometriosis Week
