A foray into the wild world of media was always an excellent choice for me, being inherently nosy with an extremely quick typing speed.
I graduated from AUT's Bachelor of Communication Studies in 1999 and, after working as a jack of all trades in New Zealand's online media, headed to the UK in 2001. Britain's insatiable appetite for smut only encouraged my devotion to gossip. What's not to love about a place where magazine and newspapers adore Jordan, Big Brother, and the kiss and tell?
I have followed Noel Gallagher around a posh London department store, mistaken Bob Geldof for a homeless man (believe me, an easy mistake to make!), and even sneaked a peek at Bono's will while working for his lawyer in Ireland.
If I had my way Jack Black would be my drinking buddy, I'd get to feel up Dave Grohl, go on a girly holiday with Cameron Diaz and Drew Barrymore, and sterilise Paris Hilton - all the while looking like Eva Mendes with Jennifer Lopez's bank balance.