I must learn to love the fool in me – the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. –Theodore Isaac Rubin Being a lady doesn’t mean being perfect. It’s … Continue reading Love The Fool
It’s nice to be thrifty but…. Damn is it nice to do things for oneself. Listen, I am the Queen of Thrifty and “Is it on sale?” and “Hell no, that’s way too much money!” I hate spending money, especially on myself. Well let me rephrase that: I used to hate it, now I just find it uncomfortable. It’s a thing I learned indirectly from … Continue reading Nailed It… By a Hair.
Let me begin by saying that I’m a fairly classy girl. I believe myself to be, and I am. But gosh darn it… I’m sitting in the dentist’s chair trying my damnedest not to let the ashy, white line carved landscape of my heels show. I stretch my toes out, arching ballerina style. I cross my legs to get some angles. I curse myself and … Continue reading Cracked Feet/ Fairly Classy Girl
So which is worse? Knowing you aren’t alone and something lurks in the shadows or realizing that you’re alone? Is it better to live with a potential “monster” that may at some point threaten your happiness? Or is it better to feel the quiet void of loneliness? Which weight is heaviest? Which evil is more desirable? I’ve been confronted with this question of relationship status … Continue reading The monster in the closet, or the lack thereof…
One of the most dreadful feelings I have as a woman is being in a room, dressed very comfortably (for me that’s jeans and a tank), hair in a ponytail and no makeup on when another woman struts in looking totally put together. Call me vain. Go ahead, do it. I always, always think to myself, “Gosh darn it, would it have killed me to … Continue reading Would some lipgloss have killed you?
So the other night I’m getting ready to go out with my best friend. I shower and get all dolled up. And because I want to be more of a lady, I had gone out and bought myself some new fragrances. I love a just showered smell, but I wanted a little extra. I smell three of them and settle on one. Its deep and … Continue reading Old lady smell.
These past few days have been cold. By the standards of anyone else in any part of the country they’d say it was merely cool and pleasant. It was pleasant that I actually got to wear some winter clothes in January. The cold lasted only three days as is typical of Florida. But as is typical of me I got so excited about the return … Continue reading Long pants only or dim lighting.
Nothing makes a lady feel like a woman more than walking into a repair shop and telling the man behind the counter what’s wrong with her car. She feels so good and so baaad. I had the pleasure of this experience during my last trip to the mechanic. I knew the man behind the counter thought he smelled blood in the water just as soon … Continue reading Damn right I know my axle’s cracked.