Recently, Scott Morrison asked us how good Australia was. Not long after, it was July 4, a date where America drinks itself silly on self-love. But upon further examination, neither country is what they think it is.
I was looking for Keith Urban – I found Holly’s doomsday cult instead
Once upon a time, I travelled to Nashville to find Keith Urban. Instead, I found Holly, George W. Bush and the devil.
“Every day I wake up and wonder why I’m still here” – the right to die is now legal, with a massive asterisk
While the right to die is now legal in Victoria, it hasn’t come soon enough for those hopelessly bound in hospital beds around the nation.
That time I drove a Lady Bedford…and almost killed her
Once upon a time, I was the chauffeur of a lady of the British upper classes. It didn’t go well.
Five ways you can fight for climate change (when your government won’t)
Climate change is not just the responsibility of clueless politcians, it’s ours too. Here are five quick ways you can enable meaningful change.
Every time a woman is murdered, I wonder if it could have been me
Courtney Herron was found down the road from my house, Eurydice Dixon was murdered in a park I walk through. I could have been either of those women.
That time I chased Jackie Chan in China
I found myself in Fuzhou promoting a film I made, but I also found myself hot-footing after Jackie Chan under the gaze of our Chinese handlers.
For we women, “Eat, Pray, Love” ruined everything
As a female, and female travel writer, Elizabeth Gilbert’s ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ has tarred us with a very particular brush.
How to be a terrible guest (from experience)
I’ve crashed enough houses and visited enough cities to know how to be the anthesis of a good guest. Learn from my bitter experiences. Do it.
My top ten Australian films of the 21st century (so far)
We may be in the dawn of the new millennium, but Australia’s addition to world film has been rather excellent. Here’s my top ten. What’s yours?
The date that didn’t ask me any questions
I once went on a date with a man named Ignacio. Well, I say ‘date’, but I still question the whole thing.
Lessons in dealing with a professional narcissist
Let me tell you, I spent many years closely working with a top-notch narcissist. That experience taught me many a thing.
New York – the city where ‘making it’ takes many forms
Back in my youth, I travelled to New York and was amazed to score a writing job for a celebrity public relations company. The reality was quite different.
Why do men who ghost you still follow you on social media?
It’s an age-old question. Why do those who ghost you still haunt the halls of your social media?
After New Zealand, what do you do when everything seems terrible?
New Zealand was supposed to be different. It was a place one could escape to when the ugliness of elsewhere overcame me. But, sadly, no-one where is different.
A nod to all the types of Instagram people we lost today
We’re eight hours into the death of Instagram, but in case you’re missing it, these are the extremely important people that you won’t hear from today.
Meeting the stateless children of Lebanon
I travelled to a refugee camp in Lebanon, a place mostly populated by the children of Palestine. What I saw was hope walking alongside hopelessness.
In Australia there are “yes” passports and “no” passports
I’m lucky to possess a passport that allows me to freely travel wherever I like. We, including our government, tend to take this for granted.
How to start a cult…in five easy steps!
Starting a cult sounds great. Getting started, not so much. No problem, though, as there are five things you should know before you start mixing the Kool-Aid.
I couldn’t afford a hostel, so I slept rough in Trafalgar Square
When I was younger, I was rather foolish. This absentminded mindset once saw me spend the night sleeping on the pavement of Trafalgar Square. Never again.
The subtle art of being angry all the time
Being angry all the time is a way of life, but it is also an art form. Sustaining momentum in this endeavour is tricky, but workable. Here’s how.
Making friends in your thirties is dating in your twenties, but I have a plan
I’ve recently hit the jackpot, I’ve turned 30, and I’ve moved to a new city. Making new friends has pang of familiarity about it beyond 30. But here’s what I’ve learned.
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