How not to give a compliment

"Show me that gorgeous smile."   Look, I know I'm not hideous. But as a woman who is neither particularly handsome nor well put-together, I don't get a lot of remarks on my physical appearance (save for the daily affirmation I get from my eternally supportive team at work, God bless them and their compulsions to... Continue Reading →

Do you buy it?

I'm standing in my underwear in front of a full-length mirror in a stranger's home, surrounded by racks of boho dresses, printed rompers and lace crop tops. "Hun, have you got something on?" comes a voice from the backyard. "One minute!" I call from inside the house as I peel a dark midi dress off its hanger and... Continue Reading →

Defiant/Hypersexual/Feminist.

Anyone who has had the misfortune of having to sit through to one of my tirades against the rise of the Instagram influencer might come away from the experience convinced that I am a wrinkly, unshaven Second-Wave feminist trapped in a Millennial's body. "Wow, did you hear all that bitterness in her voice?" commented one of my male... Continue Reading →

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