Maxine Page is a flamboyant and scandalous 19th-century French author in her (delusional) head. However, in reality she's a journalist, editor, and on-air commentator with a background in music, news, pop culture, travel, and design. Oh, and an artist (albeit a struggling one) and an ordained minister who offers high-quality, custom, unique celebrant services.​

Maxine left her hometown of London in 2000, going on to live in Los Angeles, New York, Mexico City, Acapulco, Oaxaca de Juárez, Medellín, and finally (for now) Málaga.​

Maxine has worked in radio, music, and journalism across several forms and genres — including a completely bizarre and event-packed 15-year stint as a US tabloid and website reporter who worked her way up to Editor-in-Chief. She ultimately threw a grenade at her tabloid career by becoming a National Enquirer/AMI Trump "whistleblower," collaborating with The Washington Post and Ronan Farrow on Catch & Kill and Weinstein #MeToo exclusives and podcasts.

Maxine Page has an opinion on pretty much everything, except Phil Collins, weirdly. So, not surprisingly, she can write a mean op-ed — figuratively, not literally (unless required). Even so, she knows when to be Switzerland.

After leaving school at 16, Maxine cycled rapidly through various and diverse easy come, easy go sales jobs — it was the 1980s, after all. They included a disastrous stint dealing BMWs, hawking curtain rails (which provided the opportunity to wander around her happy place for hours on end: DIY megastores), flogging fax machines and phone systems (Ka-Ching!), and selling sanitary napkin disposal units — a gig that tragically ended before it even began thanks to being (wrongfully) arrested during the ​initiation training course. 

Following her dynamic (?!!) sales era, Maxine Page became a residential social worker, spending two years caring for troubled teens at a lockdown facility in the small English village of Frant. She considered pursuing a social work degree, but given her firsthand experience with a broken, systemic care system, she decided she couldn't become part of the CPS and its failure to protect the vulnerable. 

However, the experience further sparked Maxine's interest in inequality and poverty bias, as well as the vital need for institutional care, social support networks, and criminal justice reform. 

In her early 50s, Maxine earned a First-Class BA (Hons) in Criminology and Sociology from the Open University, studying remotely while also working full-time.​Maxine is an obsessive documentary watcher and podcast consumer — the more wretched, unjust, infuriating, and politically deep-diving, the better. Still, she's totally not above binging seasons of "MAFSA,"  "Love is Blind” and "The Traitors." 

Maxine Page is also a media masochist who loves dissecting Alt-right ideology and conspiracy theories. In addition, she paints, scavenges for furniture to upcycle, creates weird (unique?) art pieces, advocates for causes she GAF about, and helps care for her mom who has dementia.

After decades of being held hostage to her phone, Maxine now endeavors to spend as little time on it as possible, preferring to remain present. She has a very limited social media presence. You won't find her on LinkedIn or X. The former because she is totally over creepy dudes sliding into her DMs and being bombarded with endless spammy PR pitches. The latter because, well, Elon Musk. Maxine is on BlueSky, but like pretty much everyone else, hardly ever. Her Facebook and Instagram are restricted and set to private, providing the luxury of avoiding photos of people she couldn't care less about, pretending their lives are fabulous.

If you made it this far: Congratulations! 

Maxine Page definitely hasn't had a cohesive, traditional career path, but that's something she never sought. Instead, she's enjoyed countless gonza and outlandish escapades around the world and across disparate fields, somehow managing to exceed expectations along the way (minus BMWs and sanitary napkins). 

At this point, Maxine honestly couldn't write an accurate resume, given ADHD impacts her ability to remember dates and my plethora of teen jobs. Oh, and the fact she's in her 50s with 34 years of work history. 

Still, who cares? Is there even such a thing as an honest, non-massaged, AI-optimized resume these days? Let alone a cover letter that's not just stuffed with keywords and blagh blagh jargon.​