Part II from our guest writer, Rhiannon Davies. Perry stands in the back corner of the bar, surveying her Kingdom. Her bar tenders are hard at work, slinging booze across the bar like Spiderman flicks his web between buildings. She calls them her Children, and much like a broody hen, she watches them unblinkingly and […]
Entries from August 31st, 2011
How’s Rosie? Ask Our Guest Writer This Week!
August 29th, 2011 1 Comment
Wazzer’s leaving work in the evening when a familiar Justin Bieber haircut goes by. “Rosie! Hey, Rosie!” Rosie jumps as Wazzer runs out into Cuba Street and grabs her arm. “Hey, how’s it going? Did they take you on over there at Perry’s? They called us…” “Oh! They did, yes! Perry’s just amazing. Thank you […]
Tags: guest writer · jobs · nightlife · wazzer
Self-Made Beauties
August 26th, 2011 2 Comments
Ulrika is quivering with excitement as she waits to go on stage. It’s such a cliche that a dance class changes a single woman’s life, but it happened to her. Her great and good friend Angela from Auckland suggested over Skype that she take a burlesque class, to shake her out of moping over the […]
Tags: social mores · style · ulrika
Snow Business
August 16th, 2011 1 Comment
The lovely weather break in August is cancelled. School is cancelled. Every discussion that is not about the phenomenon of snow in Wellington is cancelled! Fingers fly over phones throughout the region, sending updates to friends and family. Helena Hutt is snowbound on her scenic Hutt Valley hill. She bundled her children up and sent […]
Everything They Wanted
August 11th, 2011 3 Comments
Wellington has its secrets, and mid-August is one of them. There’s an inexplicable three-week streak of clear, bright weather. Winona lets her red trench coat flap becomingly loose around her as she darts off up the Terrace to meet Willow for lunch, at their usual cafe. “Hi! How are you? It’s been ages!†Willow hasn’t […]
Largeman’s Run
August 9th, 2011 2 Comments
If a broken-in cricket glove could speak, it would sound like Largeman, Winona’s old-school-Kiwi uber-boss at the Department of Stodge. He has a baritone that evokes the plummy newsreel voiceovers of yore, slightly muffled, rumbling with deep, slightly indistinct amusement. He understands why she’s moving on. She’ll do grandly in Marianne Swatch’s department. You go […]
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