Aeolistic


Burger Queen (finally)

Here is a small selection of my photos from Burger Queen! Bethany was a finalist so I toddled down with my camera and red lipstick. The only way I can describe Burger Queen is the safest (and most fabulous) place on earth. No matter what you look like, what you wear, who you fancy, what you identify as – there’s no wrong answer at Burger Queen. Everyone is great and everyone is welcome. It takes some of the key tenets of feminism and queer theory and presents them to you in a way that makes you laugh, feel good and perhaps shed a tear. As a lifelong fat girl, I thank Burger Queen for making me feel unreservedly great about myself for an evening, tucked away from the bullshit in a room full of fantastic people.

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Happy new year!

I hope you had as lovely a festive season as I did. I spent it with lovely people and had a thoroughly fun and indulgent time. So fun and indulgent, in fact, that I neglected to take many photos. I’ve got a couple of disposable cameras in to be developed and some light-hearted shots of Bethany in a furry bear hat, so they’re at least on the way!



Buried treasures

A number of my recent posts have been about museums because I visit one every month for work. Not bad as jobs go, really. These shots are from the British Museum, one of my favourites. I think I’ll always have a soft spot for Islamic art because of the sheer luxury of it – all the golds and blues and the prettiness of Arabic script. It appeals to my inner magpie. The Islamic art room in the British Museum covers an impressive range from the Safavids to the Ottomans to the Mughals. I need to go again when I have more time to stroll around at a leisurely pace.