I just finished my last doctoral seminar.
IS THERE CAKE?
The following is like a Christmas letter, only with boobs.
In the moments after, I swore that I was an ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE PERFORMER and I WAS NEVER DOING THIS NUMBER AGAIN.
I’m not one for the daily Facebook posts of gratitude. Nothing wrong with it, they’re just not my deal. But as I reflect on my holiday solo debut last Friday, prepare for an audition tomorrow (suddenly, I’m someone who goes to auditions again!) and get ready to put on my civilian clothes and head to […]
Happy Tuesday, kittens. Can you feel the groove?
TW: talk of size and weight (no numbers) “I hope no one thinks, ‘Why’d they let the big girl in?’”
All the metaphors you’ve heard about stripping making you free, are a LOAD.
Music and cats, what more do we need?
I sat down with some tres leche cake and a glass of vanilla lemonade, ready to enjoy a brand new episode of SYTYCD. Much to my surprise, but not really surprising since I live under a rock, it was not on this week.
It’s Wednesday yet again! Funny how that happens, isn’t it? By the time this posts, I can assure you all that I’m fast asleep due to working late last night and then being up at 4 a.m. to go back to work (the joys of retailing!)
Last weekend, I took a girls’ trip to Las Vegas with twenty smart, hilarious, amazing women. We ate a lot, drank a lot, sat by the pool a lot, and danced a lot. And while most places we went seemed to be having a dudebro convention of some sorts (hey, dudebros need vacations too!), most […]