The Five Stages Of Awkward Hair Grief

Be afraid. Be very afraid, because once again, I am bored with my hair. I am so bored that when a nice girl at the salon suggested I try a Mohawk, I actually considered it for about .04 seconds. How bored do you have to be to want an incredibly high-maintenance, attention-drawing haircut that’s really…
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Unfantastic Plastic

I had an interesting discussion the other day with a guy about plastic surgery. I mentioned the famous women who are generally considered “the most beautiful,” whatever that really means. Nicole Kidman, Catherine Zeta-Jones, Scarlett Johansson. He added Angelina Jolie to the list, and I’m pretty sure I’m forgetting a few of the girls. But…
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Style At The Emmys

Of course, what I love about the Emmys is the clothes. Sometimes I love to hate them. Feathers seem to be featured this year, but I can never see them without  thinking one of two things: 1. Which Las Vegas showgirl did you mug to get that outfit? 2. You b******s, you skinned Big Bird!…
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Shop Til You Drop

I’m not one of those girls who likes shopping. I don’t relish picking out clothes from a rack, I don’t enjoy bringing everything to the try-on rooms and I especially don’t enjoy actually trying everything on. Part of it is that I’m not a size 4. Part of it, though, is that nothing ever seems to fit…
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Revealing Swimming Suits

I have not worn a two-piece swimsuit since I was about 4. It was a pink bikini with little black polka dots, and I can’t remember liking it or hating it; it allowed me to swim, and apart from that, I probably didn’t care. Now I’m the proud owner of the first two-piece swimming suit…
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