Do they not own a mirror?
Let me just preface this by saying I am not an old prudish Southern woman. I am a fairly young, professional artist who is quite open minded and could seriously lose 20 pounds. During the heat wave last summer, not a day passed where I wasn’t nearly blinded by the sight of fat rolls barely contained in colorful spandex. Continue reading ‘Do they not own a mirror?’
An odd November sight
Nice fall weather we’re having, but not THAT nice. Today, an older lady gets on my bus, wearing a “turbin” type of thing that old ladies wear to cover their hair rollers, Big “old people” type sunglasses, only these had a return address label stuck to one of the side arms. Seems normal right? Continue reading ‘An odd November sight’
You can’t talk about a bra
I was on the way home from work. A lot of kids from an art school downtown ride my bus. Behind me there were two girls who looked about 18 and an older guy. The girls were talking at a normal conversational level about how much they both wanted to drink that night, but they weren’t old enough to buy. Continue reading ‘You can’t talk about a bra’
