Writer’s block? It could be your ovaries, try sorting the spice rack instead.

Recently I listened to Alisa Vitti’s TED talk about women’s monthly cycles and it blew my fallopian tubes apart. It shocked me so much I shared it on Facebook. It got six likes. God, I am such an influencer. But this is such a winning idea I need to share it again as I’ve had it … More Writer’s block? It could be your ovaries, try sorting the spice rack instead.

I See You Russell Brand And Holy Smoke, You See Me Too.

He’s always been on my list. Ever since I saw his performance at the Secret Policeman’s Ball. That mix of bird’s nest (fuck you hairdressers) hair, eyeliner, stovepipe pants and effeminate sexual energy (fuck you and you and you) was mesmerizing. Here’s what Russell Brand and I have in common. We were both born in the … More I See You Russell Brand And Holy Smoke, You See Me Too.

Since When Did My Boobs Turn Into A Couple Of Envelopes?

I always thought I would get a boob job. It seemed justifiable with my small excuses for breasts when I was in my teens and 20’s. Strangely, thinking I was going to fix them helped me accept them: one day these puppies will be bigger. Once I even tried hypnotherapy and bought breast augmentation CDs … More Since When Did My Boobs Turn Into A Couple Of Envelopes?

When The Fear Has Gone There Will Be Nothing. Only I Will Remain.*

I used to have this illogical fear, a big hairy nasty one that was as ridiculous as it was huge. I was so afraid of this fear I avoided it at all costs, like the school bully. And never talked about it. My fear was this: that I would be fat. I worried it would … More When The Fear Has Gone There Will Be Nothing. Only I Will Remain.*