I like to joke that my superpower is being impervious to compliments. But there’s truth there.
I’ve learned over the years that the best thing to do when someone compliments you is to either say “thank you” or smile and say nothing at all. Even if you don’t agree with what they’ve said or think that you deserve the compliment. » Read more
You want to fall in love with a shoe, go ahead. A shoe can’t love you back, but, on the other hand, a shoe can’t hurt you too deeply either. And there are so many nice-looking shoes.
“Ugh,” he says, frowning at his phone.
“What is it?” » Read more
Kitty china flats from my friend Ollie! Yay!
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My birthday’s this week, and my friend Crystal sent me the most adorable present. I’m a telecommuter and am in the process of turning my at-home office into a full-blown “girl cave” – like the one the Sexy Librarian has and I got to drool over recently. Clothes, shoes, probably a vanity, » Read more
It all started last October when J and the Sexy Librarian took me shopping at the mall with them. Since Halloween was right around the corner, there was a beautiful shiny pair of coppery orange pumps at Torrid that I was absolutely in love with, but I had so many irritating expenses at the time what with attorney fees and my divorce filing costs and paying a therapist to process guilt from the divorce that I couldn’t justify dropping $60 on a new pair of pumps, » Read more
Gently used cherry red Hot Topic brand pumps, obtained for $13.00 (shipping included) on eBay.
I don’t usually go for open-toed styles, but these were so unique – tulip-esque, a cross between hooves and labia. » Read more
The Devil’s Panties
“We should go OUT,” Legalista says, emphatically.
I smile. “Yes, of course,” I reply. I am certain she is just being polite. After all, why would someone like her want to be friends with someone like me? She’s tall, beautiful, a lawyer, has her shit together. » Read more
I know I’ve been talking a lot about chores lately. I probably sound like a neat freak.
In truth, I was a very messy child, who grew into a slob. I then shacked up with and eventually married someone even messier than me. That man is Ex-Husband. He rode off into the sunset long ago. » Read more