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2002-10-10 | 7:56 p.m. corduroy licorice had always fought tooth and nail care. he wasn't big on hygiene, no matter how much his mother told him to floss and buff. *** "and when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes heaven drowsy with the harmony." drowsy. what a cool word it 'tis. *** i'm trying to figure out if i should dress up for halloween. i think i'd be disappointed in myself if i didn't. i'm thinking frida kahlo, but i don't know if i can pull off the unibrow look with complete confidence. i remember the year that i dressed as evita, almost no one knew who i was. i'd try to clue them in with, "you know, like the madonna movie." this year, i could say, "like the salma hayek movie." i'm sure i'll get some quizzical looks once again. everyone knew who i was two halloweens ago. from people at stoplights to drug store cashiers. i guess britney spears just gets better publicity than those latina female icon types. well, with the exception of christina aguilera. |
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