Back from another holiday… cut, paste, repeat! 🙂
Ah, the glamorous life of the blogger…
Padding to the kitchen in her fuzzy slippers, fixing a cup of Joe before she realizes there is no milk and she is not dressed to go to the store. Looks like black coffee today, then. Getting dressed would involve showering and wet hair and all that mess, and, let’s be honest: Who wants to ruin the perfectly good look she’s got going on? The unbrushed teeth; the ghostly circles under her eyes that no concealer is going to fix; the sleep trousers emblazoned with cheerless, black butterflies and the oversized hoodie. The frown lines, the scowl. The cowlick off her widow’s peak corresponds perfectly with her pillow hair. She favoured her right side last night, obviously.
Personally, I think she’s rockin’ the whole disenfranchised recluse look. She’s got kind of a “Howard Hughes meets Gloria Swanson” vibe going on. But without the cigarettes…
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I can empathize with you! Eye circles that no concealer can cover…I have definitely been there! Hang in!!!
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Haha! My bags have bags… I make Peppermint Patty look like Madonna this morning.
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Love your analogy!!! Happy Wednesday!!!
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“Howard Hughes meets Gloria Swanson” love that line!!! Well written and I sympathize with the laundry, laundry, laundry.
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Well, I’m a dead ringer for their love child…
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Emergency stash of powdered creamer. There are times when I envy women who are required to leave the house in a burka.
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