What is better than rubbing my dog's belly while all her paws flop open and out and one stretches straight in the air in her signature disco move?
And what is better than spending a plane ticket's worth of money on my hair?
Why not focus on fun and superficial things when the real, tangible stuff is too heavy?
And what is better than a 4 day trip to PDX this weekend?
(FYI: Look Less Ugly is the M.O. of the salon in the East Village where I have my appointment. When I leave today I'll either be in tears of joy or sadness. Then I see B. - who will say how beautiful I am - and we will discuss everything from her business to art to our pets to death and we'll walk around downtown NYC. )
What is better than friends, hair, and coffee? Cheap Indian? Chinese food in Chinatown? A hot pretzel? No, they usually smell better than they taste, fyi.
Who needs boys? Really?
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