This morning I woke up and there was a pimple on my chin, the most hurtful, hateful little pimple known to mankind. It was not there last night, and yes I know I didn’t wipe my face before falling asleep facedown in my pillow but it still does not warrant it being there does it? 577 more words
Author: Zadie Smith
Publisher: Penguin Books.
About: Howard Belsey is an Englishman abroad, an academic teaching in Wellington, a college town in New England. Married young, thirty years later he is struggling to revive his love for his African American wife Kiki. 453 more words
As a sort of personal and social experiment, I once went 7 days straight without looking in the mirror. Which, in turn, amounted in 7 straight days without makeup, without a hair do (the hair was still there, it just had clearance to run amok), and without knowing whether my skin was breaking out. 556 more words