It's been a while since I had a photoshoot. Back when my hobby was burlesque, I was in front of the camera quite a lot and was certainly no stranger to posing in my undies. I had a few studio shoots with my burlesque gang, had various photographers snap my performances, did a couple of... Continue Reading →
For a while, I didn't really 'get' Instagram. I've been addicted to Twitter since 2008 and it suits my propensity for sharing snippets of sarcasm rather well. It's a lot like my blog used to be, but with a much lower character limit. I've whined about every update they've made to how Twitter works but,... Continue Reading →
As someone who has squishy bits, I can't help but look at the models when I'm looking at photographs of clothing. When they are roughly the same shape as you, there's no real need to look at anything other the garments, as the way it fits them is probably going to be the way it... Continue Reading →
About eight years ago now, as a university graduate wet behind the years, I stumbled upon the burlesque scene in Scotland: a Ministry of Burlesque performance in Edinburgh, as it happened. From there, my long-term love of burlesque - and corsetry/costuming - was born. At the same time, I also found myself in the lucky... Continue Reading →
This time next week, I'll be 40 years old. Birthdays have a strange way of making you think about ageing and the passing of time, despite the fact that we are getting older every single minute of every day, and so I have been pondering what 'the big four-oh' means to me. Does it mean... Continue Reading →
This is the second of four posts relating to the Irreverent Dance Kickstarter. Over the next few weeks I will be explaining some of the reasons why this inclusive and welcoming community is so essential - to the people within and those who have yet to discover it - and why dance is far more... Continue Reading →
I stumbled across a whole cache of articles (thank you, Psychology Today) which tangenitally prodded my thinking on wanting to lose weight, but the more I read, the more I didn't feel they were addressing me. You see, they were largely focused on how to love your body. And I already do that. It's about... Continue Reading →
When I was offered a review copy of The Vagenda: A Zero Tolerance Guide to the Media by Holly Baxter and Rhiannon Lucy Cosslett, I was initially hesitant for a couple of reasons. The first is that I had already unfollowed Vagenda on Twitter because I was no longer interested in what they had to... Continue Reading →
Janice Turner wrote an article for The Times a few years ago entitled "When the Bikini Line Turned to a Battleline" where she pondered, "why in the West is the pubic bush, the most luxuriant manifestation of our sexual hormones, now universally condemned as 'unsexy'?" Indeed. Who started this rumour and can we please ask... Continue Reading →
Back in February, I wrote about the upcoming Kiss Me Deadly catwalk show. I was very much looking forward to seeing the wonderfully diverse selection of superfans that the brand had chosen to show off their current and future lingerie and swimwear styles, and planned to attend with two lovely friends. It turned out that... Continue Reading →