For a lot of my young adult life, I lived with teeth shame. Not that they were crooked, not that they were dirty, not that there is anything wrong with that. I instead had that Millennial Who Doesn’t Have Dental Insurance shame associated with not seeing a dentist for way too long. Continue reading “The One Dental Item That Has Changed My Life”
The warts are above his left eye, on the temple, wading in a few liver spots. The pimple is on the crease of the nose’s right nostril. They are in shouting distance of each other. Continue reading “Two Warts & A Pimple”
tfw is a mini personal essay series I’m try to do on Tuesdays to recount second-person experiences of feelings and experiences we all have. Or maybe I’m the only one who has them? Continue reading “tfw: You Have A Giant Fucking Zit”
tfw is a mini personal essay series I’m try to do on Tuesdays to recount second-person experiences of feelings and experiences we all have. Or maybe I’m the only one who has them? Continue reading “tfw: You Go To Work After Getting Your Hair Done”
While this is not a safe bet, I would be willing to put money on their being a Malin+Goetz product in most cosmopolitan gay men’s bathrooms. Their products are good looking, smell great, and are at a specific price point that says, “I have taste and money (but not too much money).” It’s a faggy status symbol. Continue reading ““Gay Men Love Skincare”: An Interview With Malin+Goetz”
Nail biting is something that I inherited. My father is a furious nail biter, stealing a nibble in front of the television or while driving with one hand. His free fingers travel up to his mouth and click, click, click nails off. He had no use for nail clippers. He had chosen the more economic, grossly minimalist idea of maintenance: he had his mouth. Continue reading “Don’t Bite Your Nails: Paint Your Nails”
A few weeks back, my good friend Funmi was telling me about a shoot she helped out on in South Los Angeles. It took place at a hair salon where droves of women spent their Saturday getting the works before going out. Many spent their salon time as a pre-party for wherever their new hair was going to take them and, given the amount of time they spent getting made up, the resulting hair styles are undeniably flawless.