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One half of Izrock is obsessed with skateboarding (maybe a bit more than half). This means I am often 'wasting my time' and being 'too old for that'...

If you're one of the silly few still walking past KIT and not venturing inside, you ought to be ashamed. This cult-beauty wonderland is lined with cosmetic...

With Sydney's weather heating up and summer just around the corner, you can't blame us for getting a bit excited on the sunglasses front of late.

These...

Good white shoes are to fashionistas what water is to farmers: a vital component for prosperity. And both farmers and fashionistas alike have witnessed...

Sydney Non Objective (SNO) is focused, as the name suggests, on the non-objective: art that is not representational and doesn't feature recognisable figures...

"It's hot hot... so delicious... they want a taste of what I got....Burgerlicious... t-t-t tasty tasty!"

Fergie's awful turn as a tryhard...

Ah the internet. What a cruel bitch.

Atlanta Georgia's Deerhunter rose to notoriety thanks in part to bloggers worldwide raving about last year's CRYPTOGRAMS...

How often do we hoist our skirts above the knee and kick around the Charlston? Not enough. Bim Kenesis make us dream of a 1930s speakeasy with their...

There is a lot on offer for those with a sweet tooth already down Chinatown way. Bubble tea, hot custard balls, red bean everything, pancakes and ice...

Ok, so for $2 you get bacon, sausage and eggs, only scrambled eggs. You also get two hash browns and half a tomato. Fried. Cut in half. The bacon looked...

They say that behind every great man is a great woman. In the case of that larrikin pie man down at Woolloomooloo there has never been a truer word spoken...

Is it wrong to love a five-inch, stuffed bunny this much? The FELT MOI family is the brainchild of Meena Kim, whose skilled fingers hand sew each unique...

If, like us, you associate short fiction with READERS' DIGEST and the smell of your Granny’s lounge room then you need Francis Ford Coppola’s...

There are some things you want to keep for yourself, to hide like a miser and protect from the ugly reaches of outside world. Fortunately TwoThousand...

Remember the time that sending your risotto al-funghi back to the kitchen meant having it return with some sort of suspected spittle included? Or when...

Amidst the concrete corridors and lucid glass laneways of the ‘2 Dank Street' institution, many a stimulating thing may be found. Here, is a newly-opened...

Can we shift gears into First Person for a moment? Thanks. I’m not proud of it, but should admit my occasional cultural cringe towards Australian...

Everyone loves a French film. There’s something about the accent coupled with the anticipation of unexpected nudity that puts even the best of us...

Kurayumi stood silently on the battlefield. Like a thousand bloody blossoms, the faces of fallen samurai lay twisted and mangled on the ground in front...

Recent outbreaks of Internet-slaves playing bongos, all hyphy "like Fela" reeks of moneyed putrefaction - at best reminding of C. Thomas Howell's...