I have a new favorite program called Getting On. I don’t want to tell you what the show is about because you probably won’t watch it if I do. This show is so deliciously dark I suspect most people won’t get it and it will get cancelled. A trifecta of stellar odd-ball actors comprised of Alex Borstein, Niecy Nash, and an always sublime Laurie Metcalf anchor this British reboot. You will be moved and amused by the first episode and it is entirely focused on mystery feces. Confused? Curious? Get on Getting On (on HBO).
I admit I long for the classic marshmallow-topped sweet potatoes every year at Thanksgiving, but I never get to enjoy them because of the non-vegetarian friendly gelatin in the marshmallows. This year will be different because of Dandies vegan marshmallows. In texture, taste, and quality they equal or exceed regular non-vegetarian marshmallows without relying on gelatin or non-vegan sugar. Substitute Dandies for this year’s topping so EVERYONE can enjoy the sweet potatoes. Yum!
A few weeks ago I posted about a friend I offended. Recently, she and I had an honest talk and buried the proverbial hatchet. During the conversation, she admitted that one of her standard responses to conflict was to just cut the person off completely. She had considered such a response to our situation, but thankfully felt sadness at the idea of us not talking again. This got me thinking. When should you cut somebody off and when should you graciously forgive?
I keep a very tight-knit coven comprised of a select group. You are either in or you are out. I do not take shit. But I am forgiving. I’ve had friends drift in and out of the circle over the years. When someone approaches me with sincere contrition, my compassion won’t let me hold a grudge. Most friendship offenses I can forgive and forget. There are major exceptions to this rule. Betrayal breaks us. Publicly embarrass me more than once and you’re out. I can’t with the raging Narcissists anymore. If you’re a bigot, a liar, a thief, or suffer some other sort of basic fundamental character flaw than you would never make it into my inner-circle anyway. The lengthy application process and a number of time-honored tests weed out the weak and unworthy.Almost everything else, I eventually let go. Small infractions, petty grievances, thoughtless comments, who among us isn’t guilty of saying or doing something stupid? Major life events like death, divorce, and disease deserve MAJOR friendship leeway. Empathy looks good on everyone. I offer my friends the same grace I wish to receive in response to my less graceful moments. I rely on them to steer me straight when I veer off course.
In my humble experience (which includes relationships that span 25+ years), the friendships that last are the ones that are allowed to morph, change, and grow with the people involved. Over a lifetime, friendships may include periods of great intimacy or estrangement, but true pals are always welcomed back into the fold.
Even though the predominant lip trend for fall is oxblood matte, a dark lip can be really high-maintenance as well as aging. Regardless of season, for most occasions I tend to stick with gloss in a light peachy shade.
My new favorite is Korres Lip Butter Glaze. I don’t like to put a finger in my product for a variety of reasons, so I prefer the squeeze tip application to pot gloss. Free from petroleum and mineral oil, the moisturizing formula contains just enough pigment to make a meaningful difference, but is not so color-saturated you need a mirror to apply. If Greek skincare company Korres is new to you, Lip Butter Glaze is a great place to launch your exploration of their natural, affordable, effective products. I’ve yet to be disappointed by one of their offerings.
Loyal readers (THANK YOU) know my writing suffers from lax editing, creative punctuation, and imperfect grammar. Please excuse all past and future mistakes. I admit my shortcomings up front because I’m coming for the Real Housewives for their gross neglect of our friend the adverb. Consider these examples from this week’s episode where adverbs were sorely needed. (Let’s diagram sentences with Jordan Catalano).
“I’ve never seen anyone faint so pretty and perfect.”
From master of the English language, avid reader of Byron, Keats, and Shelley, and best-selling author Brandi Glanville.
“Kyle says something so little as ‘what’s your religion?’ and Carlton takes it personal, but then Brandi calls Carlton a C-U-N-T and she doesn’t react. I don’t get it.“
From former beauty queen and freshman RHBH Joyce.
“Brandi is Brandi. She is playful with words. That’s who she is. You can’t take it serious.”
From English-is-my-second-language-so-I-sort-of-get-a-pass Dutch Yolanda Foster.
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I’m munching Justin’s Organic Peanut Butter Cups.I’m bouncing to Collard Greens.
I’m binge watching old Bravo programming (Flipping Out season 2 = fenomenal) on the Esquire Network.
I’m horrified by the Perfect Bacon Bowl?!
It’s only Wednesday, but already I’ve heard whoppers of rumors concerning Joanna Krupa’s crotch. On part one of the Real Housewives of Miami reunion, Brazillian Bridezilla Adriana accused Joanna Krupa (washed-up commercial cheesecake model recently married to Euro-trash clubster lothario) of home-wrecking RHBH Yolanda Foster’s marriage to Mohamed Hadid (all vicious gossip transmitted vis–à–vis Brandi Glanville). Since the revelation, Mohamed has denied, denied, denied, but I believe, believe, believe. Only fueling the fire, Krupa taunted Brandi on Watch What Happens Live, so Brandi told everybody that she heard from mouthy Mohamed that Joanna has a stank pussy. Interestingly, Mark Consuelos confirmed the rumor by saying you could tell her pussy smelled just by looking at her. Smelly bitches have a look apparently. Thank you Mark Consuelos. Finally, previews for next week’s reunion have angry bitches shouting that Joanna’s pussy’s for hire. Well what is a past-her-prime Maxim girl to do? They can’t all be Kate Moss.