Female of the Species

I was about six years old. I remember waiting for *Vicki Hardy (pictured) to come home from her ballet lessons. She would be wearing a little black tutu, which she’d keep wearing in our playing together. I was mesmerised and confused by feelings of desire and anguish that would continue to the present day…

This will be a continuing series where I pay tribute to the female of the species. My god, they’re everywhere in the Swamp! Some are real, some are fictional, some are angels, some are bad girls. Whatever archetype they fit into or fantasy they fulfill, they’re endlessly fascinating. The ones I’ll feature here are mostly from the world of entertainment (nice and safe and distant). Who are some of your favourites?

*not her real name