There is one place where we are all united in...
Yes, this occurred to me today. There is one existing place, a place that is unforgiving (if at least for a moment) even to the aesthetically elite. This place is the dentist. Bottom lips pulled down like gravity’s ultimate bitch, gums all for show, drool skating down the corners of mouths… No one could possibly look attractive, right? RIGHT? Or maybe I’m the only one who...
Forgive me for being a bit indulgent here.
“I need you to kill me,” I said to a man I had met for the first time, and he obliged. And for the past month, I have been working with a personal trainer, who does in fact kill me in every session. Sadly, our eighteen-sessions came to an end yesterday, and I had to say goodbye to the comfort of someone else being partially accountable for my progress. I would be lying if I said...
What do we have in common?
Besides having a penchant for picking each other’s noses, we both wear items of clothing from his wardrobe. What’s that? You thought I was talking about the sweater? Of course not. It’s the black Bonds briefs, not pictured, I’m talking about. No…uh just, just kidding. It’s the sweater. It’s totally the sweater #gettingsentimental #longdistance...