When we are children, fears are simple. Darkness, storms, monsters under the bed, representations of things we don’t understand or control.
At a recent family reunion, I fielded a good amount of questions about my personal life. I’m 22, single and in college. The conversation started out casually and ended right where it always does…
Mascara is my refuse-to-live-without-it makeup product.
My newest makeup obsession stems from laziness.
After nearly 26 years of being a female human, I’m pretty immune to the typical “damn, girl” catcall.