It was Father's Day in the US and UK yesterday - my Instagram feed was flooded with cute snapshots. My favourites were the celebrity mums who gave shout outs to the baby daddies who are no longer their partners. Among those who tagged their exes with sweet messages were Drew Barrymore, Christie Brinkley, Elizabeth Hurley... Continue Reading →

My stomach lurched when Rebel Wilson won her defamation trial against Bauer Media yesterday. It was just so huge. I can't imagine how the editors involved must be feeling, wondering what it means for their futures. The judge won’t decide what damages to award until a later date, but I expect they will be astronomical.... Continue Reading →

I should be immune, given my scandalous history, but clickbait can still lure me into its sticky web. Mamamia sent me an email on Saturday entitled: "Karl Stefanovic owes you nothing." I couldn't help clicking on the link. It was WORD. Actually, on second glance, it was mainly the heading that was WORD. The article... Continue Reading →

I took on a bit too much over the weekend, which isn't like me at all. (It's exactly like me.) I invited my mum and sister along to our local annual fireworks as a pre-Mother's Day get-together and said I'd cater. Not just bung a few chips in bowls and wedges of cheese on a... Continue Reading →

I don't even know who I am any more. I happened to notice Met Gala pics were popping up in my Instagram feed and thought "there's a nice, light diversion from what's been a rather emotionally charged week behind the scenes at Housegoeshome." And I saw that JLo has been dating ARod for more than... Continue Reading →

I never scored an invitation to the Logies during my long magazine career. But it feels like I've been to the iconic TV event because two of my lovely former colleagues have been attending them for YEARS, so I've lived through countless ceremonies vicariously. Emma has been the editor of TV Week for yonks, while... Continue Reading →

It's a strange Oscars for me this year. I'm feeling a bit off following the news that Bill Paxton has died. I hung out with him one night at the opening of Planet Hollywood Sydney. He was so lovely. Here's what I had to say about our meeting in Cosmo magazine: "I spot Bill Paxton... Continue Reading →

The Super Bowl isn't normally Housegoeshome fare - actually, I didn't think it was Aussie fare, so I was surprised to see how much traction it gained this year - but my attention was piqued yesterday when I wrote a story about how AB InBev's Budweiser Super Bowl ad has caused a furor in the... Continue Reading →