I stayed up late last night and woke up inexplicably early, which left little time for dreaming, but I did have a brief vivid dream which resembled a makeup ad from the 1950s.
I also remember someone telling me "just call it la bouche." I was insulted by this, for some reason, although I don't exactly know what "it" was.
I struggle with the assumptions that people may make about me based on my appearance and interests. Contrary to what some have said, I am not a 1950s housewife-in-training. I can be enthusiastic about clothes, makeup, and even my vacuum cleaner and still be an intelligent, strong, compassionate person. The people who know me the best know this about me. I'd like to find a way to reflect the apparent contradictions of my personality in this blog, as well...feminist rants are sure to come.
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