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3:01PM Jess McGuire | When I was a kid, I bloody loved Judith Lucy. I would repeatedly watch her on The Late Show and attempt to impersonate her to impress the slightly older boy next door. Later, as a hopeless nineteen year old check out chick (WITH BIG DREAMS) I would zone out whilst scanning stock at the register and replay her appearances on The Mick Molloy Show in my head, and often laugh out loud at the punch lines, much to the confusion/fright of customers.
In my later (declining) years, I would nobly attempt to defend her when male friends insisted her act consisted solely of sooking about her period/singleness in a monotone voice.
But now? Hang on, I think I still like Judith Lucy. Call me next time you’re in Melbourne, Judith! We could be great friends and I could wear your beautiful skin.
Anyway, she’s performing at the Opera House, and she’s given an interview with smh.com.au where she shares her thoughts on Nicole Kidman. Ready?
Age has brought more confidence, less anxiety and a renewed desire “to bang on about stuff”. “I’m almost enjoying myself,” she says. “Finally something’s kicked in where I’m going: ‘You know, you have been doing it for 20 years, you can’t be a complete turkey.’ ”
Lucy is fired up about advertising and popular culture promoting female youth as the ultimate ideal; about the pressure to undergo plastic surgery to look acceptable in an age that fears wrinkles and sagging flesh on women.
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Judith Lucy On Nicole Kidman’s Whitegood-esque Face
3:01PM Jess McGuire | When I was a kid, I bloody loved Judith Lucy. I would repeatedly watch her on The Late Show and attempt to impersonate her to impress the slightly older boy next door. Later, as a hopeless nineteen year old check out chick (WITH BIG DREAMS) I would zone out whilst scanning stock at the register and replay her appearances on The Mick Molloy Show in my head, and often laugh out loud at the punch lines, much to the confusion/fright of customers.
In my later (declining) years, I would nobly attempt to defend her when male friends insisted her act consisted solely of sooking about her period/singleness in a monotone voice.
But now? Hang on, I think I still like Judith Lucy. Call me next time you’re in Melbourne, Judith! We could be great friends and I could wear your beautiful skin.
Anyway, she’s performing at the Opera House, and she’s given an interview with smh.com.au where she shares her thoughts on Nicole Kidman. Ready?
Age has brought more confidence, less anxiety and a renewed desire “to bang on about stuff”. “I’m almost enjoying myself,” she says. “Finally something’s kicked in where I’m going: ‘You know, you have been doing it for 20 years, you can’t be a complete turkey.’ ”
Lucy is fired up about advertising and popular culture promoting female youth as the ultimate ideal; about the pressure to undergo plastic surgery to look acceptable in an age that fears wrinkles and sagging flesh on women.
More » 
