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I’m Taking It As A Compliment
I’m a late bloomer. Like really late. I was a cute kid, but in a weird-looking half-elf/half-orphan-from-Ellis-Island sort of cute. No one would have wanted to cast me in a commercial, although I was hankering strongly to be in one. “I can do that,” I said to my mother. “I can eat Wonder Bread. I …
Lashing Out
So this week’s beauty obsession is EYELASHES. About ten days ago I was watching some interview with some football player and he had EYELASHES. This ridiculously large brute had the eyelashes I have longed for all my life. They were long, dark, thick, curly – they actually threw shadows on his cheekbones – a la …
Bad Hair Years
I had a bad hair day yesterday. I went to my nephew’s wedding. And no, I didn’t wear the fringed slip. But I did wear a low cut, tight black dress, and danced “Shout” with abandon. But my hair — not so hot. My bangs, which often torment me with a life of their own, …
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