performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
Have you been getting down about the Lingerie Football League?
Me and T-freaking-gazi have been, but it’s going to be okay. Because – you know and I know that sportswomen have a lot to offer the world, and what we need to do to address the ridiculous, regressive, sexist and painful world that is Lingerie Football League is not give it any more air time. Get lost LFL, I am moving on. I won’t buy you, I won’t watch you, and I’ll just de-friend people on facebook who think it’s ironic. Ironic is RuPaul’s Drag Race. This is just lame.
But I am STRENGTH FOCUSED! So…
Instead, go out, find a lady sports person you admire and then deliver to their home with a sweet note a SURPRISE NEW CYCLING JERSEY that is so beyond respectable it’s like she won’t even want to take it off. Like what just happened to me.
Seriously, I came home and on my door is A GIFT OF STRIPES. Don’t stop rocking baby. Cafe du Cycliste. Between you and the LULULEMON KIT (Hello! GOOGLE ALERT – I WANT TO BUY THE LADIES KIT FROM LULULEMON) I will be riding pretty.
Stay strong ladies, I know that you ride your own races.
Hey, want to join a friendly low key single speedy casual ride with nil organisation except a random facebook page called The Steel Magnolias? Because I DESPERATELY want to have this page be in existence. Wait, let me check. Dang. The Wheel Magnolias?