4 August 2014
Katrina changed stereotyped perceptions of blonde versus brains as Sydney’s Ten Eyewitness News reader in the early 1980s, one of the first women in Australia to anchor such a prominent role.
But when a dingo took the Chamberlains’ baby, I experienced my own crisis: I wasn’t sure if the dingo did or didn’t, but I was pretty certain that if an editor or news director asked me to forage around in Lindy’s garbage bin or chase her down the street in heels, like I saw reported on the news each night, I might have a dilemma.
So I made the career-changing move on my own before I’d really started along that journey. I declined the university offers to study Journalism and opted for an Arts degree while I figured out which professional path might match my personal principles.
The dream didn’t die; rather, it kind of hibernated.
After graduating with Honours in Drama I coordinated arts festivals, which led to events management and media relations. I found myself fitting into the groove of Public Relations. I was on the “other side”.
I’ve filled my purse and fulfilled my personal aspirations working as a drama teacher, PR executive, marketing manager, university lecturer, corporate trainer and various versions of the above. Plus wife, mother and pet pamperer.
I’ve never worked as a journalist, so I don’t know what it’s really like; but lately, every so often, I get to relive the dream.
This morning I did my businesswoman hair and make-up. I donned a suit jacket and threaded pearls around my neck and through my lobes.
I Skyped for approximately 90 minutes with clients. Katrina Lee wasn’t one of them, but I thought of her each time I wriggled my toes and stretched my legs…in my comfy slippers and purple tracky dacks!
Today I felt like an anchor woman, with my top half projecting confidence and competence while below the desk sat my snuggly secret.
Ah, the simple perks and pleasures of working from home!
Here’s to you, Katrina Lee (and Jana Wendt and Margaret Throsby), and to dreams of self-determination.