November 2009
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Men: we really are as dumb as you think
A little known fact I like to trot out at feminist rallies and family gatherings is that I use to work for the esteemed gentlemen’s periodical, Zoo Weekly magazine. Officially my title was Online Editor, but unofficially it was You Tube surfer and talker to the hottest chicks planet earth has ever produced.
Sadly my tenure at the Encyclopaedia Tit-tanica was brief, and a decision that to the...
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Why you shouldn’t… have friends
Ah friends. Loyal, loving, rocks of support in times of trouble, and vast sources of mirth and magic that make this crazy thing we call life worth living.
Yeah right. Friends are fiends. Unpalatable pals. Deceptive little bastards who’d sooner nail you to a cross than ask to borrow thirty pieces of silver. Et tu friends? Et nothing. Pack your bags buds, the eviction notice on friendship has been...
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What was the worst look of the Noughties?
Oscar Wilde once said fashion was “a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months”. Had the plucky playwright been alive today he would have undoubtedly been able to whittle the figure down to six minutes.
At the end of each decade we like to think that maybe this time we’ll look back at what we’ve been wearing and say “Ok guys, I know...
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Style and Design in the Noughties
Defining the era you are currently plonked is always a difficult task, and when pressed for succinct statements it’s easy to become a tad broad brush.
For instance, the 60s brimmed with hippies, the 70s disco, you couldn’t move for power suits in the 80s, and in the 90s it was all haute grunge chic. The truth, not the whole truth, but something like the truth, so help me god.
In the Noughties,...
October 2009
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