writes about clothes, shoes, hair, make-up, accessories, fashion - anything that's appearance-related, and a good deal else, because appearances are just the beginning.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Yes, I know you've read it everywhere
But I can't resist reproducing it again. It's what the astonished neighbour said on hearing of the arrest of the people next door: “They couldn't have been spies. Look what she did with their hydrangeas.”
My own hydrangeas are looking dreadful - ergo, I am a true patriot. It's way past the time when they should have been pruned but who wants to get out in the cold and wet for hours with a pair of secateurs when there's tango to be danced?
I'm a writer. Sometimes I write fiction and sometimes I'd rather do something else, like earn money, travel or dance tango. Whatever I do, I never stop looking. So this blog is about looking to write, writing to see, and seeing to think. I was once the kind of feminist who believed it was wrong to delight in such things. Now I'm the kind of feminist who doesn't believe that at all. I will never, as Linda Grant puts it, go beige into that good night.