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Hairpalooza
You know how I am about hair, right? So I wrote about hair for Miista over here if you’re interested. If not, here’s some more hair.
65 Years Young!
Just kidding. 65 is old, very old, a time of Medicare, high cholesterol, and a dread of seeing that your shoes are untied and you have to go ALL THE WAY DOWN THERE to tie them. Last week on my … Continue reading
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Tagged aging, depression, hair, life and death
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All Roads Lead to Hair
I’ve been looking for something that I can’t find and the search led to this wonderful peek into my soul that no one should miss. I’m looking for an unfinished “novel” that I may have thrown away in a fit … Continue reading
The Wolfpack
I finally got around to seeing The Wolfpack, but I was not prepared for it. The true story of six brothers, aged 11 to 18, who were imprisoned in their New York apartment by their crazy parents, how could it … Continue reading
Kim Kardashian Is A Virus
My name is Sister Wolf, and I’m addicted to Kim Kardashian. I write about her at my ‘day job’ but when I’m off-duty, I find I can’t quit her. When I’m out walking with my husband, a dazzling view of … Continue reading
Advice From An Old Bag
Fine, I am ageist. Diane Keaton and Goldie Hawn are both 68. Jamie Leigh Curtis is 55. These three actresses have all the advantages that come with their privileged positions, but to my mind they are old bags whose faces … Continue reading
Golden Globes 2014 Exegesis
Let’s start with the men. Guys, don’t wear your hair up! If you’re a Sumo wrestler, fine, otherwise, never. This douche above turned out to be the horrible Edward Zero character, but his name is Alex Ebert and he … Continue reading
My Favorite Iggy
I don’t like Iggy Pop, even though I’m aware of his importance to punk music. Doesn’t he sing the Passenger song? Whatever. He needs to put his shirt on but seems committed to showing off his stringy malnourished … Continue reading
Manifesto of Limitations
I can only look at art or photography. But no nudes or kitsch. No cats, No pictures of food or girls wearing hats. No ironic memes. No selfies. I can no longer wear thongs or socks. I can only eat … Continue reading
Fear of Old Ladies
It has taken several days to emerge from the spell cast by Top of the Lake. I miss the weird atmosphere and the intensity of the relationships. Now that I’m back in my own world, I’m preoccupied by the … Continue reading