Having been a mostly faithful Curly Girl Method follower (I color, so it lets me out of the club, but I follow it 95% of the time) for over a decade, I foraged through my bathroom cabinets to line up all the hair products I’ve bought this past year.
Why? So I can tell you what works for my hair, and what still sits, nearly full, in the very back of the cupboard because it didn’t do rad things for my locks.
So let’s talk about my favorite Curly Girl hair products, especially what works, and what doesn’t.
I know, it’s fun to order and read (or listen to) books on your Kindle or your phone. They don’t take up space and clutter your house, they’re portable and can go with you.
E-books are cheaper, you can delete them if they’re terrible instead of tossing them in your car to donate to Goodwill where they slide around for six weeks until you remember, they have less impact on the environment, etc etc etc.
Yes, I constantly worried about weight. This is my story of why I don’t diet. (Anymore.)
As I sit down to write this, I want to slam shut the laptop, scream, and run away.
A. It’s hard, and B. it’s private, and C. I could say it’s none of your business.
But it is your business, especially if you’re a girl/woman, because unless you are like .01438% of the population (stat made up entirely by me) and have never felt insecure about your body, then you’re the Rest of Us, who have.
Just like I love quirky indie flicks, I love a good off-the-wall, not-your-norm, unusual (and sometimes weird) tales. Here are my favorite quirky indie books for when you’re feeling bored of your typical genre, and want to mix things up.
For a few years now, my crafty daughter and I have wanted to make a haunted dollhouse as a Halloween decoration/craft project.
I’m not particularly crafty myself, but we had already made some adorable dollhouses out of vintage suitcases, so we had a few tricks up our sleeves!
But as ready as we were to go on this project, we just couldn’t find an inexpensive dollhouse. I mean, we’re cheap. Like, really cheap.
So two years went by.
Then about a month ago, I was wandering through Goodwill as one does, and this cute house popped out at me. It had been scribbled on with markers, but it was stable, the right size, and most important of all, it was $9.99.
Late at night, when the kids are finally asleep, the lights are dimmed, the phone is off, the dishwasher is humming, the doors are locked, and I’m in bed with my husband, he whispers an insecure, anxious thought:
“You only love me for my body.” He gulps. Are those tears he’s blinking back?
“Oh, stop wiggling and get over here!” I demand. I move closer.
“No! I’m more than just a hot body, you know!” He hugs a pillow to his chest and effectively blocks my embrace.
“No, you’re not. Quit fighting and give in!”Read more
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