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Ayahuasca or Champagne?

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When I worked at Harpers’ Bazaar in 2008 writing about parties and “high society,” the best bit about it was not rubbing shoulders with Sharon Stone and Linda Evangelista but rather getting to taste loads of different Champagnes. Veuve Clicquot cropped up at a lot of parties. The vibe was “the Season” and I attended a lot of polo matches …

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Get Yer Blue Stockings Off

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Thanks to the audience at last night’s Salon Noir in Soho’s L’Escargot run by Stephen Colgrave. Interesting to read in front of men for the first time. My friend Kia in the audience observed that the men around her started by cringing. “Oh no, a woman reading about female masturbation,” sort of thing. But I had their attention by the …

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V-V-Voom

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  What a great crowd the Killing Kittens chicks were last night. So refreshing to talk to women who are not afraid of asking questions about sex. One of the questions did throw me a bit- it was about squirting. It’s not something I’ve thought much about, although I have observed from women I’ve slept with who do it that it’s …

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Back in the Saddle

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Welcome back after the summer holidays! Thanks to airbnb and writing advertorials about sofa re-upholstery for a national newspaper, I have been able to carry on my Sex Drive. Emerging from a summer of editing Sex Drive, it is something of a shock to tune back into mainstream culture and hear clangers of sexist, misogynist thought being dropped here, there and …

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Ladies’ Days

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Two weeks ago, I went to Staffordshire to attend L Fest, a.k.a the lesbian mud festival . Here is my favourite picture: It’s Heidi, my South London gardener friend, doing an impression of being an Orgasmic Meditation follower. She is stroking the “upper left hand quadrant” of her clitoris in an arty way thanks to a conch present from another …

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Lesbian Mud Holiday

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The day started well today. I sold this: To be able to afford this: Well, I’m assuming that this weekend’s “L-Fest” £125 lesbian jamboree in Uttoxeter, Stafford will be like this. I got this pic from the internet and it was actually taken in Ohio as part of some outward bound event called the “Dirty Girl Mud Run.” Classic. Gayboys …

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Orgasmic Crones

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Listening back to last week’s Woman’s Hour show on masturbation here I was bummed to realise how much of what I’d said had been cut. Luckily, I gained some consolation from none other than Betty Dodson. This April she did a TV interview with National Geographic TV and the same thing happened to her. Apparently it always happens to her. “My opening …

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W*** The Pain Away

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If you’re feeling confused and angry and worried, like me, about Britain’s ridiculous exit from Europe, then here’s a suggestion. I’m not saying that sex for one is going to get us out of this mess, but going inside ourselves, finding some place where we can feel control and pleasure, something that switches us off from the political dramas going on …

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Wham, Bam, etc

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Here’s the story I wrote for the Sunday Times this weekend, by the way.  About “the new orgy.” I know, I know. But basically, it’s about how it doesn’t have to be all “wham bam, thank you ma’am” this summer. Sunday Times New Orgy story

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Dykes on Bikes

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Just when I was moaning that the trans brigade had hogged all the headlines and the best clubs, along comes Butch, Please, a night for women who appreciate female masculinity. And what a great night at the RVT it was. The theme this month was “Dykes on Bikes.” And at one point there were more dykes out of the club than in, as …