April 2012
A woman worth spending money on is a woman who doesn’t require you to.
March 2012
“I was in my car stopped at a light and decided to use that spare moment to refresh my lip gloss. As I’m checking it in my mirror, I see frantic waving out of the corner of my eye. I ignored it for a few seconds, and when it didn’t stop, finally looked over.
This guy in the van next to me waves again, points at me, and gives me a thumbs up, because apparently I need his approval while I apply makeup. I just stared at him blankly.
I put on lip gloss again this morning, dude, where were you then? How will I know if I’m doing it right?!” —
This guy in the van next to me waves again, points at me, and gives me a thumbs up, because apparently I need his approval while I apply makeup. I just stared at him blankly.
I put on lip gloss again this morning, dude, where were you then? How will I know if I’m doing it right?!” —
Rampant Rambling: Malina Vanity Hour and General Weirdness →
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When I look at my face, the only feature that doesn’t make me want to bury my face in a
plasticpaper bag is my eyes. Which is weird, when you think about it, because my eyes are the feature that society tells me is most unattractive. I’m Asian, so culture perpetuates this idea that the shape of…
I like your eyes… oh awkward
- CeCe: There's nothing less sexy than a dude asking if he can kiss you.
- Schmidt: Nothing? I mean, what if I ate my own hair and pooped out a wig? What if I called my mom after sex and described it to her? What if I had a croissant blog?