Blow Dryers, Mobile Homes + When to Shut Your Fucking Macbook, Already
I was pissed. It was 1998. I was 14. I had just put the finishing touches on my 90’s style bangs, sculpting and spraying them into the perfect 360 degree fan – you remember the kind where the top half curls backward, and the bottom half forward, right? (If you say no, that means you’re younger than me. First of all, fuck you, and second of all, stop driving behind me while looking at your crotch while texting the guy
Apr 28, 2011