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Earlier this week, the writers at No More Dirty Looks reviewed five “clean” balms… all of which contained beeswax. Vegans of the world, I submit these five lip balms for your consideration:
Lush None of Your Beeswax - On my first (and only) trip to Aspen, I paid my first (and only) visit [...]
(At the end of a long day, it’s nice to throw off your clothes, drop your scythe, and lounge on a mountaintop alter with your peacock. Image source.) The very best thing about blogging is getting to know fantastic people. On November 11, 2006, I posted the following words to [...] 
(A flashback to May 4, 2007, two days after my first ever buzz cut. Classy, Myspace-style photo was taken immediately after the haircut.)
My hair is gone, suddenly. I’m adjusting to some changes: 1) Everyone in the world wants to to rub my head. On one hand, I love love love [...] 
(Some internal pro vs. con debating, originally posted 5:19 PM Tuesday, May 1 2007.) (Persis Khambatta as Lt. Ilia. Clearly not me.) This will sound hopelessly obsessive, but it’s the truth: lately, I have found hair repulsive. Only one girl out of every 20 has hair that’s pretty enough to impress me, [...] 
(Originally posted on Friday, February 23, 2007 under the title ‘Baldly Going: Reflections on My Hair.’ I have added gratuitous Editor’s Notes for your reading pleasure.) (Image via this place)
Those who know me know that I’m more than a little obsessive. Every once in a while, I become madly absorbed with… [...] 
Back in November, Ian said this outfit reminded him of Gambit. Yes, the X-Man.
I here admit that I didn’t pop that collar until after the Gambit remark. Observe that my hair does not grow longer, only taller. Today’s outfit, similarly captured with crummy indoor lighting and bleached to no end:
While I can’t be sure if clay masks are doing my skin any good…
… they sure are entertaining. Kiss me, you fool! 
Friday, I busted out some pseudo-manstyle for a job interview. You could describe this outfit as two parts butch, one part femme. Face to face, you’d surely have spotted my makeup, girly shoes, fishnet trouser socks, and five earrings.
These trousers, my friend/ are blowin’ in the wind/ these trousers [...] 
You’d better behave yourself, middle distance; I’m watching you. Actually, I’m watching the neighbor dogs. Whenever I’m weeding our jungle, neighboring children and/or dogs poke their noses over the wall to call and/or whimper for my attention. Puppies and children can’t be contained by mere walls. Happily, I’m almost always happy to see small people [...] 
This may be the least compelling photo you’ve seen today:
…but I thought my First White Hair should be documented. When I spotted the hair, I recalled “Silvered Is the Raven Hair” from Gilbert and Sullivan’s Patience. Then I remembered this verse from “I’m Not Running Anymore” by [...] |
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