Daisy Waugh is literary royalty. Following in the footsteps of her legendary grandfather Evelyn and her journalist/author father Auberon, Daisy is a popular columnist and novelist in her own right. According to her regular column in the Sunday Times she promoted her last book, “a feminist diatribe modern motherhood” by “lying on a giant, polystyrene cut-out of my own name. In a tight red satin skirt which didn’t belong to me, and some magnificent shoes covered in velvet and jewels, on loan from Manolo Blahnik.” To promote her latest novel— she sits down with us!
But before we get to Honeyville— the pet name of the only town in Colorado where prostitution was legal in 1913— she gripes about trying to make it as a Hollywood screenwriter. She also opens up about being a Waugh, an atheist who loves the Tarot and the personal repercussions of her successful and divisive I don’t know why she bothers: Guilt-free Motherhood for Th
