Take Pam Ayres, add a dollop of Cosmo Magazine, a slurp of Ruby Wax, a pinch of glitter, a good splosh of silliness and a nice sturdy bra and Voila, you have The Hot Pink Poet.
After writing a weekly column for four years on various New Zealand Websites, I've foolishly decided to go it alone.
Stay tuned for reviews, articles, poems and ramblings of a pink nature.
Arohanui
Penny Ashton
Monday, March 19, 2012
I find when I am trying to stop an evil child kidnapping dictator, it's best that I writhe on the sand half naked... Charlie Sheen might want to date me too.
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