I’m gonna go ahead and be a cliché and talk about Academy Awards fashion. Because I can. However, since I hold no legal certification stating My Expertise Is Better Than Yours, I’ll keep it brief. (But you can be sure that when I get said certification I will be unstoppable). For starters. My love and affection for … Continue reading →

When I first put this outfit on I thought “True Grit! I need a hat!” but then after I calmed down a bit (because I don’t have the right hat, so what really is there to be excited about in life?) I thought “1940’s Depression era, I’m a sad and haggard wife because my husband … Continue reading →

This is a real ad that I saw on a real website.  At first I was understandably creeped out; I can only imagine what kind of men you would meet. But then I got to thinking about it and I guess this makes good sense. I mean. . . Find something you like about yourself and … Continue reading →

Saying that my skirt reminds you of Carrie Bradshaw = You can be my new best friend (this actually happened, I wouldn’t give tips on how to become my best friend*) And if you’re thinking that my skirt looks like an oil painting of upside down houses on a hillside, that would be crazy.  *buy … Continue reading →

Did I just offer to help a man take off his pants? ‘Cause that’s not what I meant. Continue reading →

If you know me you know there are certain things that I don’t like to talk about. If we’re good friends I mostly lose this filter, but basically there are things I don’t like to talk about in mixed company. Goings-on in the restroom being primary among those things. Call me prude, call me pretentious, … Continue reading →

In the break room at my work a poster of a horse recently went up. It says “The horse embodies the wings a person feels inside”. To which, my response was “HUH??”   But that totally explains why the last time I saw a horse I thought “oh my gosh!! The wings I feel inside!” … Continue reading →

Women are a treasure. The sooner you realize this, the better your life will be. Credit: suicide blonde Continue reading →

As you can imagine, I’ve never heard my name mispronounced. Misunderstood, sure. I’ve definitely been call Tara, Karen, Dara, and even asked if “that’s Sarah with an S?” over the phone before, but as long as someone can read my name, there is a 100% success rate on pronunciation. Growing up however, I often felt … Continue reading →

 These two ads were in the same local paper this week. Is it really necessary to advertise vasectomies? I mean, that’s like advertising for money. Or for. . .a shower.  As if someone didn’t know that they needed a shower and saw an ad and thought “hmm that shower fangle thing sure looks nifty, I … Continue reading →