The Women’s World Cup has done something to me.
Author: Ellie Wilson
I’m a features and lifestyle journalist of six years’ experience. I spent 18 months in 2017-18 writing profiles of businessmen and I haven’t written about a single man since. Thanks to formative obsessions with both Lord of the Rings and Anne of Green Gables, I like my entertainment wholesome, gay and overly invested in trees.
I am white, cis?, middle-class and have no diagnosed disabilities, pronouns she/her.
You can see my work at thephasemag.com and elliewilsonwrites.com, and find me on Twitter @writative.
The sapphic representation is glorious, but I could do without the mind games.
VERONICA NO. GO TO COLLEGE. LEAVE YOUR MAYO BOY BEHIND WITH HIS FAILURE TRACKSUITS.
With Jodie Whittaker rumoured to be on her way out, it’s past time the show got to grips with the inherent queerness of a female Doctor.
You thought ‘Dorothea’ was the gayest song on Evermore? You thought wrong.
All we want is for our historical lesbian movies to be cosy and reassuring when few other things are.
The awards night love for this shouty, inclusive, all-female play is giving me hope for the future of theatre.
Sometimes you leave a movie a bit less straight than you went in. Diana showed me what owning myself could look like.
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