Um ... thanks?
On Saturday, Josh and I went to his salon — he got a haircut and I got my eyebrows waxed. Having one's eyebrows waxed and plucked is a painful experience, to be sure, but a necessary one, as I don't want to fug up my sister Jennifer's wedding pictures this weekend.
My Experienced Eyebrow Technician, Eva, directed me to the mirror when she was finished.
"Look," I said, "now I have two eyebrows."
"Instead of three!" she said.
I hadn't thought of it that way. I'm sooooo attractive.
My Experienced Eyebrow Technician, Eva, directed me to the mirror when she was finished.
"Look," I said, "now I have two eyebrows."
"Instead of three!" she said.
I hadn't thought of it that way. I'm sooooo attractive.
Labels: philosophical whatnots, the hubs
posted by Marla at 12:25 AM
9 Comments:
josh has his own salon? does sharon stone go there too? they need to ease up on the amount of peroxide in close proximity to her brain. me thinks theres been some leakage.
Ooh! How cool would it be if Josh had his own salon! He'd play the best music and he would encourage everybody to keep their grey. I could have my nails done 24 hours a day. Luxury!
But I do agree with you on the Sharon Stone insanity. I mean, she was always batshit, and it sort of spiraled after a dragon attacked her ex-husband, but lately? Entertaining AND scary. Did you see the pictures of her dangly grey whatnot? What happened to her vagina? It was so perky in "Basic Instinct."
what? huh? dragon? ex-husband? what's this now?
Oh, well, that was the most amazing story. Sharon Stone and her then-husband, Phil Bronstein, who was the editor of the San Francisco Chronicle so you'd think he might have a brain, go to the Los Angeles Zoo. The end up inside the cage of a 10-foot komodo dragon, as one would, who proceeds to eat Bronstein's foot. It mangled his toe or something. It was completely hilarious.
for realz? is that why she divorced him? cause who wants to live with a guy with a mangled foot? not me.
See, I think I could handle living with a guy with a mangled foot, but what I could not do is live with a guy who was so stupid as to walk into a cage inhabited by a freakin' dragon and get so close that the dragon could eat said foot. This I could not live with.
but could you live with sharon stone? the post basic instinct/pre crazy like anne heche years were something approaching quaint don't you think? didn't she adopt something?
I remember that! There were, like, five minutes when you thought, "Wow, Sharon Stone is kind of smart, though I wish she'd stop talking about acting in bad movies as her 'art.' and her 'craft' while she poses with her shoulders." You're totally right! And "quaint" was such a good word to use. She adopted a few somethings, two or three I think, and she sort of stepped out of acting (probably because nobody would hire her) and did a bunch of fundraising. Was it during the time when she wore that shirt from the Gap to the Oscars? I think it was then. She was awesome then. I miss Five Minutes of Sanity Sharon. Thanks for bringing me back to the good ol' pre-batshit days.
Remember her in "Irreconcilable Differences"? Her singing that "Atlanta" song is cinema gold.
This.
Civil War.
Ain't gonna get.
Me dooooooooown.
I'm taking my act to a brand new town!
Post a Comment
<< Home