IV: No One Has Ever Been This In Love, Pt. 2

Knowing what I know now, it's difficult to look back objectively on the time when I was falling in love with Keith. (It's also unpleasant, so this will be brief.) But if I turn off my bile ducts and quiet the voice in my head that accompanies any thought of him (spoiler alert: it's Oda Mae… Continue reading IV: No One Has Ever Been This In Love, Pt. 2

III: No One Has Ever Been This In Love, Pt. 1

After accepting Keith's proposal to try again, we started dating in earnest and were quickly a couple. It wasn't long before we were wildly in love and experiencing the kind of absolute certainty about our pairing that convinced us that we'd won some kind of Cosmic Love Lottery. We were blissed out in a way I'm not sure… Continue reading III: No One Has Ever Been This In Love, Pt. 1

Eyebrows and Assholes

I have really great naturally-arched eyebrows. Like ideal. Like St. Louis wishes. Unfortunately, while blessed with shape, I was terribly smited when The Universe was distributing hairs. My perfect-shaped eyebrows are made up of only a delicate single layer of hairs, so instead of glorious statement-making, face-framing brows, mine are invisible if you're standing more than 6" away. If… Continue reading Eyebrows and Assholes