I <3 Dirty Hair!
The truth is, I hate washing my hair. There, I said it. When squeaky clean, my tresses never seem to behave as well, have as much volume, and take away the Kate Moss… Continue reading
The truth is, I hate washing my hair. There, I said it. When squeaky clean, my tresses never seem to behave as well, have as much volume, and take away the Kate Moss… Continue reading
The holiday season is heavy on giving, which can bring feelings of happiness and love that only generosity can stir up. As fantastic as the spirit of giving can be, that can sometimes… Continue reading
Although winter is just upon us, my fragile hair is already suffering. Blondes tend to have the most delicate hair, and I am definitely no exception. Breakage, dryness, thinning and lackluster locks are… Continue reading
Since moving in with my better half, I find myself letting him in on my beauty regime more and more, little by little. First, I fully exposed him to the extent of my… Continue reading
Ah, memory lane. I’m left reminiscing of times past every time I paint my nails. Perhaps because I have an uncanny (and useless) ability to rattle off exact collections, seasons and proper colour… Continue reading
Um, Toronto smells bad. I got T.O. love, it’s nothing personal; generally, big cities just have a less than pleasing scent. Garbage, the lake, sewage (ew), cuisines from A-Z and almost three million… Continue reading
Finally! After many, many months (years?) of encouragement, I’ve started my own blog. Writing for The Interrobang for many years and having small pieces show up on sites and in publications has been… Continue reading