“Stella, I’m 37. What a completely lame age to be.” I said out loud to my golden retriever this morning as I slurped shrimp-flavored ramen for breakfast at 11:15am.
I stayed up really late last night migrating images from my personal Instagram with the business name to a business Instagram with the business name per the instruction of my cousin slash best friend slash marketing consultant, Rachel Hyde. She thinks my personal life is too tied up in the business and it’s difficult for first-time clients to navigate the social media platforms. She’s right.
So, to completely defy all reason, I have decided to use this particular platform to … tell a completelyhypothetical story about something that could happen to anyone (it’s totally about me.)
A stand-out, sure fire way to tell that you’re plummeting into the depths of mid-life crisis is looking in the mirror to find that the head of hair that frames your face is grey. NOT the natural kind that you get from living a pure and decent life but a grey that started out grey but was covered up with brown followed by a more striking black, stripped down to a ginger color, tortured into an ashish blond, covered in royal purple, faded to a yellowish lavender, bleached of all remaining dignity and strength, tapped, foiled and woven into a frenzy, coaxed back into a periwinkle color and finally DYED grey for the low, low price of roughly $1,300. THAT is when you re-evaluate your beauty standards. And your life.Read More
HANDLE those dirty thirties with a sassy group of bomb diggity Hot Tomato ladies that have already subscribed to this life policy! Get a prescription for shopping trips, some Parlor rehabilitation and vodka shots as needed! Get ready for a little “Woooo giiiirl” and a MOJO injection! Top it all off with one big dose of you can’t HANDLE this HOTNESS and Blamo! You are a card-carrying GDHT!!!!Read More
A beautiful artist and friend of mine once told me that the magic of art wasn’t what was obvious but what the person viewing it could pull from the image. The piece, then, becomes limitless in what it can convey. Read More
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