EH S2 E11: Special Edition: Reporting back from news assignment in New Jersey
a truly edifying & a "Who knew?" column from the Guardian, curated by your ed. A moment that changed me: I found my first grey pubic hair While women in their 50s are dismissed as hags, bags or crones, men get to be silver foxes. Suddenly I realised why women try so hard to fend off signs of ageing Kathy Lette Wed 23 Apr 2025 01.55 EDT A grey pube. There was no denying it. If I hadn’t been contorted into what felt like an advanced yoga position trying to do up fiddly press studs on the crotch of the teddy I was wearing to a party, I would never have seen it. The party was for a novel I had written titled How to Kill Your Husband, and the theme was “dress to kill”. I had planned on wearing stockings, a miniskirt, a garter belt with dagger, and the ridiculous teddy undergarment that you clearly needed an engineering degree to operate. But how could I dress to thrill when I knew what was lurking beneath? I immediately checked in with girlfriends. Had any ...