Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
Piggies is purely a metaphor. It doesn't mean anyone who looks porcine, grunts or even loves to shove their face into the slop they eat or wallow in the mud. And even if there's an insidious thread of the meaning woven through the blog...tough! Since childhood we all get introduced to the little piggies. Different... Continue Reading →
I used to like to read Cosmo and Marie Claire and Better Homes&Gardens until I realized that they weren't reflective of my reality at all. According to Cosmo (and its ilk) life should be all about my body type, where I'm out on weekends at least 2xs a month and be having rip-roaring, toe-curling orgasms... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 