Wendy Squires
Wendy Squires has been a journalist for more than 20 years, starting work at News Ltd as a cadet journalist before moving to New York to work as a freelance writer. She has edited Cleo and Australian Style magazines as well as holding senior positions on Elle, Mode, Who Weekly, Madison and the Australian Women’s Weekly, where is currently associate editor. This year she released her first novel, The Boys’ Club, based on her brief experience as a television publicist and is currently working on her second to be published by Random House in the new year.
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Sydney awash with coke
The Daily Telegraph ran the story today as its Monday lead, “Drug lords hit town – cartels get rich on…... Read more
More money than sense: go broke on fashion in the GFC
Oh the horror. If I could have slapped myself across the chops without it hurting, I would. Lord knows I…... Read more
Millions of happy single people can’t be wrong
Last week at a lunch to console a newly-divorced friend, I decided to lighten her terror at being “the only…... Read more
Us girls are always sucked in by a blood-sucking bastard
I finally got around to watching Twilight recently and, as a result, fear for a generation of impressionable, young and…... Read more
A modest proposal: dial all dress sizes up in one day
At last, the emaciated pink elephant in fashion’s corner has been acknowledged. UK Vogue editor Alexandra Schulman recently sent a…... Read more
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Would you kill for a job?
Who would work in an abattoir? Most of us have done jobs we didn’t want to do because we needed…
Friday Dilemma: child cruelty or harmless fun?
Parenting. It’s the new oneupmanship. Ah, how quaint the days now seem when parents could raise…
Hipsters with hip replacements
Someone once told me that when people reach a certain age they begin dressing in the manner they did…
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From: Punch on: Open thread 09/02/2012
marley says:
I'm one of the older ones, so I've certainly seen a few changes in my time. When I started school I learned to write with a nib pen, dipped in an inkwell (no, I'm not kidding). My mother became a dab hand at getting inkstains out of my clothes. Flicking ink at one another in the classroom was an essential… [read more]From: I’d rather have a piece of toast than listen to crap lyrics
Erick says:
Led Zeppelin are responsible for my all-time favourite mixed metaphor: "There you sit, sit and stare, like a book on a shelf rusting." (Misty Mountain Hop) I laugh every time I hear it. Hmmm, I believe I've decided what to play on the way to work today. [read more]Gentle jabs to the ribs
No wuckin forries. These nuckin futs are tuckin fops
Well, puck me with a fitchfork. The F-word is apparently an acceptable part of Australian speech. That’s… Read more
