So, after my salad-dodger of a flatmate went out to indulge her tanorexia, and I had had enough password fatigue to travel to the Great Firewall of China, I decided to concentrate on expanding my floordrobe.
If you don't understand the first sentence of this post, you might not speak Australish. But luckily, here's a guide for you, so you can learn some of this year's Australish words (bolded above, in case you didn't see 'em).
And SJFs, listen up, here's a tip for you...I recently met with about a dozen young Jewish Australian leaders in their early 20s, and they all complained that their events don't attract women. "Where are the women?" they kept asking me. And I told them that Jewish women in NYC are constantly complaining that there are no men...
Food for thought, eh?