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fruit & veg

One of the great things about summer is all the outdoor fruit and vegetable stands. I really, really love them. They aren’t especially cheap, nor do they have the best quality produce… but there is definitely something to shopping outdoors. It’s lovely.
I was at one the other day picking through the peaches […]

wondering

Do people have french manicures in France? Or is it like french fries, something we just call french?
Being that I’m going to be in France in a matter of days, this is the sort of thing that is concerning me at the moment.
Oh, and the fact that I have to see the father […]

wishing

… for the perfect pair of jeans. I hemmed an almost perfect pair tonight, which I’d never done before. Maybe that’s the trick. But really? I’m not especially short. I’m 5′6″. And I almost always wear heels. Yet, I cannot manage to find a pair of jeans that […]

awesome is…

… when someone that has seen you naked says, “I thought you looked a bit familiar.” Christ. Nothing like knowing you are unmemorable for a big fat ego boost on a weekday afternoon. It would have been a little less awesome had it been my old gynecologist rather than an ex-lover. […]

My Own Stupid Fault: Saturday, in the unseasonably, obscenely HOT weather, I got a sunburn. And, as I don’t do anything half-assed, I am in all kinds of pain two days later. After having worn my bathing suit all weekend (it was what I was wearing when I got burned and therefor the […]

qualified

You know what I hate? Compliments that have some sort qualification attached to them.
“You have the cutest clothes!” I say thank you, because I have learned that agreeing is not the best response to praise. I am not a naturally gracious person. But then they quickly say: “Not the kinds […]

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