So.

This afternoon, in an attempt to better deal with an insufferable coworker, I picked up my pocket copy of The Power of Compassion by the Dalai Lama. I looove this guy. His infectious happiness shines from every angle. Though I do not consider myself a Buddhist, I agree with his/… Read full post »

So.

Kerry called for Farrah Hair, eh?

Alrighty, then. Lemme tell yas about my unbearably sad attempt at the famed FH.

I shall set the stage for you.

The year was 1976. I lived on Long Beach Island, NJ. I had (have) naturally wavy (not curly) hair. There were really no such… Read full post »

So.

Smell- I began tonight to think about smell...

...how Jamie had an awesome yeasty bread smell, all over his skin and in his body's hairs, from his beloved beer consumption. Something wafted by me on the Queensboro Plaza platform or maybe in the air as I walked around the… Read full post »

So.

I've been kinda layin' low these days, but I had some time to sniff 'round the ole OS corral today and saw there was some kinda no-makeup thang happenin' and when I got a loada nanatehay, I was all, "Dang, I HAVE to post something now!"

Makeup has… Read full post »

So.

I've been a potter since I was 15.

(one of my first pieces) 

Clay has sung its siren song to me nearly from the cradle and I’ve lost and found myself in its intoxicating melody on and off for many years. Mud is in my soul, you might say.

For… Read full post »

(I wrote this yesterday, but wasn't able to post, so make believe it's still Sunday, k? )

So.

Right now, I'm sitting in the ER at St. Vincent's Hospital in Manhattan. And I'm startin' to ache a li'l bit. Double-Wah. Here's the scoop:

I woke up all excited this morning, for… Read full post »

So.

I've been following the extennnnded saga of 

nanatehay's 

Now, while I love boots very much, I also like me a hottie-heel shoe now and again. You know, the Classic FMPs.

(if you don't know what an FMP is....sigh.....)

These are strictly for S&M, as… Read full post »

So.

I have no idea what in the ever-lovin' universe compelled me to do this, but........oh, wait, yeahhhhhh, I DO know!

So.

The Peanut & The Pea asked very nicely to snag glimpses of our refrigerator doors and offered a lovely snap of theirs.

I thought, what the hay, sure! I can put off cleaning my desk and bathroom and kitchen and doing laundry and windexing the shit outta my glass… Read full post »

My Constants:

Obsessively private, outrageously gregarious.

Crunchy, salty coating protecting delicate, sweet insides.

Sensitive. Shhhhh....our secret.

Makeup. Artist. Always.

Teacher when possible.

Yankee Irish roots, adopted-home-Texas heart.

Tarot reader. Aerobics teacher. Other lives, those.… Read full post »

So.

Because of this and that, I've been thinking about what peeps use as substitutes for sex. I know you have 'em and I'm not talking about youporn or rabbits or vibratey-eggs or any of the other adorable self-love devices from Toys in Babeland.

I'm talking about things that make you forget… Read full post »

So.

As you can see over there, to the left, in my li'l bio sidebar, I'm a long time makeup chick. Which means, precisely, that I've been painting faces in one capacity or another for 28 years.

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So.

Yesterday, Persephone13 showed her bravery by revealing her immaculate '80s mulletude. I responded that I might show solidarity by posting my own. She said, "gimmie."

 http://open.salon.com/content.php?cid=66124

Now, if that ain't throwin' down a girl-gauntlet, I don't know what is.

I scamp… Read full post »

Greetings, folks! It's my First Post in these here parts.

I shall launch my blog with a question for the men out there in OS Land, a friendly plea for assistance.

How clearly/fondly(or not) do you remember the girl/woman/chick/babe/slut/crazyneighbor who took your virginity?

Is it crystal… Read full post »