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
That place where the weak end. (hurry up, says blackboard)
I got my heart right here, I got my scars right here.
At 29m 40 sec, then again at 2 hr, 17 mins and 10 secs. Cos sometimes it can be a long time between drinks.
Remember, this Saturday. The Wickham, 2.00pm, sharp as a tongue cut on kisses then lime.