nothing against the other nominees, but the the ivy must be serving funny mushrooms in that grilled vegetable salad. how else could such colossal neglect have occurred? the tom ford gown alone would have been enough to get her on the ballot you buffoons! best dressed...
today i have a 10am call time. regrettably, last night’s sleep count clocked in at a dismal 4 hours. lucky for me there is a solution to the done in mess that is my face….. hair makeup and fairy dust. image for source ...
everywhere i look, emerald seduction. yards of drapey, flouncy, twirly skirt; flashing me in my most adored color. katie-land {a more fetching word than brain doncha think?} is already fancying up story-lines where i strut this splendid swaddle. scene 1 my meeting...
tonight is a big audition; a gut wrenching scene. a september 11th survivor, a mother of a toddler, a woman bereft of her best friend. i am none of these. my preparation has drained me of all of light. i feel hollow and broken. my condolences to the hand which...
i have a problem. i can’t stop eating the peanut butter in our house. right there out of the jar. heinous and uncouth. please, if ever you are our guest, and are offered a sandwich with this said condiment, insist that we use a fresh, unopened bottle. otherwise...
