Maybe it’s the sunny weather but FQ has come over all hot and bothered.
Miss Scarlet has tracked down “boylesque” performer Buck Fast to find out just why he likes taking his kit off in public, while I met the editor of Filament, a forward-thinking ladies’ mag which has run a successful campaign not only to print [...]
‘Katie’ Posts
A bit of sauce
1st September, 2009 by Katie
Arlene to be Govt ‘dance champion’
13th August, 2009 by Katie
Ex-Strictly Come Dancing judge Arlene Phillips is today to be announced as a “dance champion” for the UK by the government.
Personally I think it’s great, not only for the nation as a whole to be encouraged to get off its collective lazy arse, but also for Phillips, who in tabloid-speak was “dumped” “axed” and “given [...]
Go Hilary!
12th August, 2009 by Katie
I love Alice Fishburn’s piece in today’s Times, championing Hilary Clinton’s riposte to the unfortunate mistranslated journalist who asked her for “Mr Clinton’s” opinion: “My husband is not Secretary of State, I am”. Fishburn writes: “Clinton showed enough starch yesterday to win respect from any woman.”
She adds: “The flare-up in the Congo rings true with [...]
I should Coco . . .
9th August, 2009 by Katie
”Coco Before Chanel”, the tenth film by directrice Anne Fontaine, is a swoony, langorous stroll through the early years of the eponymous designer, but don’t let that put you off. This is a film about a time, pre-war, pre-Suffrage, when, for women of a certain class, jobs were out of the question, and waiting for marriage [...]
First female editor of NME
26th July, 2009 by Katie
The NME has appointed Krissi Murison, music director of Nylon magazine, as the first female editor in its 57-year history.
She previously worked for the NME for six years, rising to become deputy editor, before leaving in February this year to move to Nylon. She replaces Conor McNicholas who has left after 7 years to front [...]
A bad girl’s guide to life
26th July, 2009 by Katie
“If you’re not a sex object, you’re in trouble. You can’t get anybody to bed unless you are the object of sexual desire . . . “