Two products to try:

1. Newbies or those who believe they're 'incapable:' Sephora makes a large disc that contains translucent powder, a matte bronzer, and a shimmery pink blush. It also has an 'application' map on the back... it's basically Contouring For Beginners and I love it. This and a big, fluffy brush = impossible to fuck up.

2. If you're not especially married to MAC (or any other brand's) products, I'm in love with a site called Silk Naturals... I tried them because it's so difficult for me to find foundation pale enough for my skin, and this site sends you the raw 'mineral' materials and lets you blend your own. They also do PHENOMENAL blushes and bronzers, and you get to support a small, woman-owned business that emphasizes natural ingredients.

*I hope it's okay to post all this-- I'm not a shill!
@vamvaki_poulaki: Peach blush looks great on those of us with 'warm' toned, very pale skin.

I know MAC makes a darker orange shade that would be beautiful on someone with darker skin... but I still feel it's a color that works best on people with 'yellow' undertones.
I am so glad that the times in my life when I was banging somewhat-anonymous dudes coincide with the times in my life I was drinking and drugging too hard to clearly remember much.

There was a lot of terrible sex, I'm sure, but what I remember is looking up the source of a fairly pleasant memory and finding out he had moved to the wilds of Michigan with his [very blonde] girlfriend to await the 'upcoming racial holy war.'

le sigh.
@AnnieSaBu: That was the general sentiment in this apartment, as well.
@sybann: God, that sucks. I'm so sorry.

You did the right thing, though, and that's what matters. <3
The best unicorn tat idea ever is one my friend, Nigel, came up with: a huge back piece with Henry Rollins and Glenn Danzig fucking... on top of a unicorn.

If you know any big dudes who are hard up for ideas, well... all we ask is that you post pics.
@hatepaperdoll: Ooooh! I was gettin' all riled up because YOU DO NOT INSULT THE LADY MOTHERFUCKING AMALTHEA IN ANY FORM SHE MAY TAKE.

I've been wanting a 'Last Unicorn' tattoo for awhile, but I'm getting Ferdinand, the gentle little bull, instead.
@LakeLucilleLoon: I do this! It weirds people out, but I'm pretty bad with money and find that if I take the 'spendable' money out of my account (clothes and entertainment, yes, but also groceries and meds) and leave my debit card in my drawer... why, those $30 overdraft fees just disappear!

However.

I was dressed up all pretty last weekend and ran into the drugstore to buy a big ol' box of condoms... which I paid for with a crisp little $100.

The teenager behind the register gave me a brief appraisal and then the 'You're a Hooker' Smirk. I almost slapped the shit out of the little fuck-- and not because I mind being mistaken for a working girl, mind you, but it is no one's fucking business how anyone makes her money.

Anyway.

Drug dealers, hookers, you, and me. The only people who pay with cash. Apparently.
@power_stroke: Ha, no. We both left our little white trash town for Culturally Relevant Big Cities immediately upon graduating from high school.

But that little white trash town is in, um, Oklahoma. So there is that.
@Santos L Halper: <3'ed.

The thing about the ADA is that, yes, it changed people's lives in very demonstrable ways... but it also served to change *attitudes* about people who are 'different.'

I talk below about the retarded kid from my high school updating his Facebook to let us all know about his looooooove for Rand Paul, and I'm horrified.

If this kid had been born in the 50s or 60s-- instead of the 80s-- his life would have been far different. And not particularly pleasant.

Very rarely am I this sincere... but thank you for sharing this.
@skt.smth: <3'ed.

My best friend in the world has had two abortions but continues to vote far right (Ron Paul. Seriously.)... which would be fine and well, except we, you know, are products of public school... and she loves the library... and having her garbage collected... and her father worked for the post office.

So, basically, I've come to the conclusion that she might be kind of dumb.

She's fun though, and guestlisted everywhere.
The retarded (literally) kid from my (public) high school loves this dude.

And, yes, I too was tempted to take the easy way out and make fun of the fact the retarded kid votes Republican.

But.

Um, kiddo? The Americans with Disabilities Act? Yeah-- you've benefited. Like, quite a lot and very obviously.

Also, I noticed it's been awhile (a few hours?) since Gawker talked about Facebook-- this is apparently what it's very good for. Letting The Retarded Kid find you YEARS later and subject you to his political ramblings.
Y'all, the only way to know for sure if you're dealing with a lesbo or not is to look at the nails.

I have long hair, wear makeup every day, and own dozens of pretty, dainty shoes. I work out only for the purpose of looking pretty in dresses-- fuck my health, I wrecked that when I was snorting speedballs. I don't believe in excess pubic hair.

How, then, do the other little 'mos identify me?

Short nails, free of polish. Everything else is entirely inconsequential.
gah. said the same thing twice.
@flinteastwood: Why, thank you, darlin'
You know, I can only speak for myself, but a lot of my hesitation to lose my virginity came from the fact that, um, I'm not really into sex with dudes.

I know I'm projecting, but that's what I think when I read, "I've had two proper boyfriends but mostly guys are just friends. I don't know why it hasn't gone to the next level, there's something inside me that stopped me."

Maybe because you'd really like to jump into a big pile of girls?

Not to make light of a serious topic. Of course.

Carry on!
Laura Green: would you go out with me? Circle one: yes no
@williams.lex: About the time I figured out I wanted to kiss girls, getting the fuck out of Texoma went from being a vague desire to my top priority. I love that you stayed. I have nothing but the deepest respect for all my little 'mos down south, because I never had the proverbial balls to stick it out and try to change people's minds, one friend at a time.
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