JZ, do you have to style the shit out of that or does it basically do that naturally?
I asked her. She said, "Style the shit out of it."
I said, "For you that means, what? 15 minutes."
She said, "Yeah."
See 'cuz the stylist shaped it and shaped it with the thinning shears so it does kind of fall in place.
Interesting article in
Slate
about learning Arabic: [link]
Cass' mommie introduced me to it last summer -- really ripe strawberries and sour cream.
Oh man, now I want actual, real, ripe strawberries.
I bought some today. I'm having them for breakfast tomorrow.
Yes, I grocery shopped. And then I cleaned the fridge because it was too narsty to stick something besides diet Coke and leftover take-out in it.
I respect and admire Glenn Close. If she and Michelle Pfeiffer both gave me a
come-hither
glance, however, I would probably make the move toward MP.
Luckily, this dilemma will never crop up in real life. I can continue my illusion that I am not a shallow person. Denial is everything.
In the fantasy world where I have my pick of celebs, I am the Queen of Shallowdom. And the queen is sleepy. Night all.
G'night kat.
I have decided to spin
Cruel Intentions
after
Dangerous Liaisons
and before
Barry Lyndon.
Women see things that men don't. Another of life's mysteries.
This also explains the hotness that is Vincent D'Onofrio as Robert Goren in L&O:CI. Definitely not my type normally, but all that intelligence, wrapped up with that intensity? Yum!