I was told to be good. I was told to be pretty. I was told looks don’t count. I was told to have long hair. I was told to have straight hair. I was told to have curls. I was told to have bangs. I was told bobby pins would hold back the bangs whileContinue reading “Stupid Sh*t I Was Told”
Author Archives: The Beauty Writer
Sh*t Gets Real
What a luxurious question. How many things does one do in a day and then reflect, ‘why am I doing it?’ Maybe a few “ethical hackers” and dog food tasters, but otherwise? Bueller???
There is no “conceit.”
What? – I don’t answer my husband. I continue to give him the stink eye. What did I do? – We are three seasons into This Is Us and he still hasn’t figured it out. I sigh. TBH he hasn’t “done” anything, this time, unless you mean exist in contrast to EVERY MALE character onContinue reading “There is no “conceit.””
DAY FROM HELLLP
The boiler broke. That was the sexy line my husband woke me up to this morning. Didn’t it just break yesterday?- No, that was last year. – Don’t we have a warrenty?- That was the other boiler. – (Wait. We have 2 boilers? WTF? Who are we? The Kardashians?) The plumber should be here byContinue reading “DAY FROM HELLLP”
First Things First
You don’t really know a song until you play it live. — Robert Smith
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