Things that look good

I feel that there is something fundamentally wrong with the way that I find out about events in Brisbane. Or don’t find out as is the case.  Let’s not dwell, however.

This weekend there is the 4th Kurilpa Derby, a celebration of West End on Wheels. I believe that there is something related to bikes and to people and because of this, I am going to go to it. God only knows what else will take place, but apparently there will be squids involved. The Facebook invitation is maddeningly mysterious.!

I hope that this picture/logo is on something when I walk home this evening, because it should tell me more about what is going on.


Then I hope that you will also attend. I believe that there is a component of this event which involves dressing up and riding your bike.

The matter of dressing up and riding your bike has been on my mind of late. I’m thinking of pretty. But I’m feeling less so. Because I am breaking this rant up into several posts, let’s just start with one simple question.

Is it possible to look good/be vain/wear normal clothes and ride your bike?

Of course it is. You can do this the world over. And you can shop and analyse and fashionista and think it up and be creative and pimp your ride as much as your paycheck can stretch. You can play in the beautiful puddle as long as you want if you really want to.

Ordinarily, I don’t question my ability to wear regular clothes on a bike. I like to think of myself as a nicely dressed person on a bike. Not the most beautiful person on a bike. That’s probably Bjorn. But nice enough that I wouldn’t point at me in the streets.

Regrettably, I believe the time has come to make a serious admission.

I have let things slide. Seriously, I think I might point at me.


By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

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