Sidesidenote: I had no idea he was still alive

Bookstores are my place of happiness and intellectual commerce.

A Mexican restaurant isn’t a place of fitness?

My place of wine is my couch.

I’ll meet you at a place of wine for happy hour?

I don't think you can prove MLK didn't love a good mattress.

I love all the Kat Von D colors, but the tubes have become my bete-noire. I have a collection of the minis and the caps keeping falling off in my purse. So I doubled down on the dumb and bought full size. Bigger tube, bigger mess :(

I recently bought Lolita, despite not being a fan of the name, and daaaaamn it’s the perfect grey/beigey/berry/nude on me. It somehow looks both really vampy and neutral on my super-pale face- sort of my lips, but through a contrast filter. And I love the formula, so much less dry than Jeffree Star (as much as I love…

If it makes you feel any better, a few years back I had a deer jump a fence randomly and slam into the side of my car. It took a couple of weeks to get fixed. Not two months after that happened, some asshole backed into me at a stoplight and bashed up my front end again.

Right on. I bought a bubblegum pink pepper spray keychain today and am staying in licking my wounds and writing and processing so as to hopefully do just that. Thanks for your kind words.

I call my car Razor Cola 💀

I have Vampira and Damned. Vampira is a dark dark red and Damned is more like an orange based red. Both are very wearable!

I hate driving behind trucks with dodgy tying down techniques!

I’d love some feminist/body positive perspectives on healthy eating/living. Backstory: I was always a chubby kid and my mom (who is mostly wonderful) always had me going on Weight Watchers and Atkins and other diets with her. Each time, we’d get super pumped, buy a huge haul of healthy foods, look up recipes, start…

Good Saturday Night, Jezzies!

This makes me think of Mad Max Fury Road, when the War Boys say “fang it!”

GUYS. YOU GUYZ. I’M POPPIN’ THE BUBBLY, CUZ I’M OUTTA THE GREYS!!!

I had an accident about 3 years ago where my car was totalled and I emerged without a scratch. Every now and then I creep myself out by thinking that I actually died in the accident and am dreaming my life or something Shymalanian like that.

Guys. GUYS. Jezebel followed me. Just like an hour ago. I’ve never been so happy and excited about something while simultaneously unable to brag about it to people I know in real life since none of them know I comment here.

She is so freaking good in that scene.