Sydney in the 1960s wasn't the exuberant multicultural metropolis it is today. Out in the city's western reaches days passed in a sun-struck stupor. In the evenings families gathered on their verandas waiting for the 'southerly buster' - the thunderstorm that would break the heat and leave the air cool enough to allow sleep.
Everybody thinks it's going to be so glamorous so cool you're on 'Glee ' you know a hit show or whatever.
In this business my business I get to meet all kinds of incredible people fascinating people glamorous people and sexy people and highly intellectual people. And you meet them and you go 'interesting interesting interesting'. They're interesting but not very many people stop you in your tracks.
All my fans tell me what a glamorous life I have but I tell them how hard I work and how many nights I spend alone with my dogs eating chicken pot pie in my bedroom.
I don't think I could live without hair makeup and styling let alone be the performer I am. I am a glamour girl through and through. I believe in the glamorous life and I live one.