Why I love Arnie One of my lovely gentleman callers past (ok, one of the latest in a string of ill-suited, ill-fated – and sometimes just ill – men I dated, but it sounds nicer in Tennessee Williams-speak) told me that it was really strange surprising how much I love Arnold Schwarzenegger. The conversation went … Continue reading
“But law school is for people who are boring, and ugly… and serious. And you button are none of those things.” “You came first runner-up in Miss Hawaiian Tropic – why do you want to throw that all away?” Watching Legally Blonde the other night, I wish my parents had been just like Elle Woods’. … Continue reading
Conversation with my best friend prior to attending Brisbane’s latest fancy boutique beer house (or, actually, non-airconditioned warehouse-style inner-city distillery with wicker chairs in this case – but more on that later) led to the usual canvassing of potential outfits. So many things to consider – looking good, but, mainly, trying not to melt in … Continue reading
