Macho Fags

Ah, machismo. It is such a pretty word, for such an ugly thing. Imagine it, spoken softly in a lilting Italian brogue, with a sigh, by a devestatingly beautiful, pensive woman. Look at her sat, frowning on the steps of her villa, surrounded by the most picturesque countryside in the world, pondering the sadness of [...]

Where the bitches at?

The story of my life A Metrosexual Thinker By Kim (with a nod and a wink to Mike ‘The Situation Sorrentino of Jersey Shore fame. I love how he has objectified himself into the devestating ‘situation’ of his abs. In your face, feminism! In your face.)

My Big Gay Heart

Today, my constant companion, friendly Ghost and bete noir, The Guardian, published this Survey by the ONS. It makes the shocking statement that the number of people who are, or who identify as gay has plummeted in the UK, to the tiny figure of 1. 5% of the population. Isn’t that a bit queer? I can’t be bothered to [...]

The New Pornographers

Move over Elle McPherson, there is a new ‘The Body’ in town, and it has got abs to die for. I was never a massive Ronaldo aficianado. I knew he had a great physique, but there was something about his slightly puggish, prissy  face and lack of anything particularly  unique about his countenance that meant he never really turned [...]

Stiletto Rage

Arguing about gender roles is something I love to do. I have realised that I particularly enjoy doing it with dominant men, even when I am within striking distance. Foolish maybe, but I cannot help myself. A typical argument might go along these lines: Him:’I would like to see you in stilettos and a tight [...]

Feminism Goes Gaga Again-Or Does Quiet Riot Girl?

Is Lady Gaga A Feminist Icon?  screeches Kira Cochrane* in The Guardian (sorry but I imagine she is a screecher). http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2010/sep/17/lady-gaga-feminist-icon I sincerely hope not. Feminism does not deserve such an exciting and imaginative diva to represent her dowdy and puritanical aims and objectives. Especially when Ms Cochrane* splutters and stumbles her way through an [...]

Camera Lucida

I am currently reading  Roland Barthes’ Camera Lucida , his collection of photographs and essays that examines the personal impact and semiotics of photography. It was inspired by a photograph of Barthes’ mother as a child, which affected him deeply, looking at it after she died. It is Barthes’ final and most personal work, in which [...]

The Notebook Diaries #12 Analogue

‘Romance is analogue, and so very last century’ -Mark Simpson This notebook* was intended to bring an ‘analogue’, ‘romantic’ element to an otherwise internet-based project.  For me, it has become much more moving and romantic than I thought it would. Partly due to the distance the notebook has travelled (London-Paris-Canada-Manchester), but also the sheer honesty [...]

Rooney, Baby

Wayne Rooney has had reason to cry like a baby recently. I don’t want to regurgitate the stories that have been churning out of the media machine. We know they have been drawing on that age-old presentation of women as either the pure, procreating Madonna or as no-good low-down Whores But I am interested to note [...]

Sweetness, I was only joking when I said…

‘Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking when I said, by rights you should be bludgeoned in your bed’  - Morrissey ‘Bigmouth Strikes Again’ I woke up this morning, in half a mind to storm down to the Guardian HQ with a match and some petrol, as I would quite like to set fire to the [...]