I am not pretty. At least, that’s not what I want to be known for. My dad recently sat down to tell me not to fall into “pretty girl syndrome”. They’re the ones that want to get by on looks alone. It’s a sense of entitlement they believe they deserve because they were born with [...]
Between hula hooping and my natural klutzy sensibility I’ve been getting a lot of black and blue marks all over my body. It’s not pretty and it’s definitely not how I like to present myself. While I’ve been rubbing copious amounts of arnica gel to break up the bruises, it tends to look worse before [...]
On a good day I’m 5’3″ and that’s first thing in the morning when I’m at my best. That puts me squarely in the petites section, but I like to pretend I’m taller because height = power. It’s already known that beautiful people earn more at the workplace than their homely counterparts; this includes height. [...]
