Don’t Make Me Do It

Back from another holiday… cut, paste, repeat! 🙂

Mother Hen Diaries


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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