Showing results for November, 2018
The slow stacking of weight or the flinging down of a toe while the torso is already ahead. There are always new body parts to hit on sides of doors. I like to put my legs into pants in front of an open window, then stick my head out to see who’s around.
My sister has been reading a lot about her pores lately. At the moderately priced tourist town spa where we've met for the weekend, a commercial for the dual action microdermabrasion brush comes on the television above the hot wax station, and she swears their blackhead diagram is incomplete.
1. My ex-boyfriend got engaged to a girl less than a year after he broke up with me. We had dinner with her once. She was a family friend. She wore hoop earrings and looked like a worst-case scenario Mila Kunis. I hated her but I didn't know why yet.