It’s the day of my last post over on The Lipstick Chronicles, and I squandered it on existential blog angst and French jokes. Come play!
Below is my favorite post I ever did on TLC, moved over here, since TLC will cease to exist at some point in a POOFING “no one is paying for this” way… ALAS! ALAS!
PAYING!? Ha! Change it to a .org and say it’s a non-profit to raise funds for the Jackson Foundation for Deprived Teens and Tweens (namely, Maisy and Sam).
An Open Letter to the Fat Girl I Saw at Hot Yoga in New York City is my favorite blog ever. I feel a teensy bit slammed, covered in kudzu, by it all shutting down, something like . . . pfff . . . mm . . . it wasn’t real. Maybe nothing is. Slam bam thank you, ma’am. Like that. Kind of. Don’t tell, ok? xo
OK, I wrote ‘n posted that New Year’s Eve.