In 1955, a certain silver screen actor named James Dean starred in the film ‘Rebel Without a Cause’. In this film, Dean’s character Jim Stark continued in making the biker jacket a symbol of the adventure; danger and rebellion.
There’s no denying that a badass young man in a leather jacket has sex appeal. In fact, is there anything sexier than a heartthrob on his motorcycle with bad attitude and a cigarette dangling from his lips??
Talking about the rebel and outlaw, I have a confession to make…
Years ago, while I was still living in Sydney’s North Shore, on a Christmas Eve, I arrived the train station near home only to realize that there were City Rail ticket inspectors checking tickets. As it was Christmas Eve, ‘Who’d care about the ticket?!’ I thought; and of course, I had a free ride without purchasing one and found myself facing a two-hundred-dollar fine if I walked towards to the gate and surrender.
‘The only way to get out of this,’ A rebel voice in my head saying, ‘…is to jump the fence!’. So I followed my own advice, walked to the end of the platform and walked through some broken beer and wine bottles in between weeds and rocks…
Until I reached a wire fence (just like the fence in this picture), and soon faced a new problem – ‘How to get over this fence that is taller than me?’ – there was nobody who could give me a hand.
So I started praying. In about fifteen minutes, there came a young guy who had just gotten off the train and walked by on the other side of the fence. Straight away, I knew that he was sent by my guardian angel.
‘Hello~’ I called this guy. He looked confused.
‘Can you please help me?’ I asked politely. Young man nodded.
Once I got his support, I threw my high heeled shoes to the other side of the fence. This kind young man gave me his helping hand and I climbed up to the top of the fence ready to jump.
It went much smoother and quicker than I expected. Although my toes hurt, within minutes, I found myself free again! I did explain to this kind stranger about my behavior and he then walked away very quickly. Until today I’m still wondering which part of my rebel story scared him off?
Over all these years, even after I moved away from the North Shore, I’m still telling friends about my ‘outlaw’ experience. Funny enough, none of my friends cared about the ticket I skipped, instead, everyone was so excited to hear the details of my fence-climbing-jumping act – in a Moschino cocktail dress and high heels!!!
These days, with the Opal Card newly introduced to Sydney commuters, the chance to catch me jumping a fence is even lower. However, every now and then, I love to put on my biker jacket and embrace my wild side.
Photography by: Kent Johnson