What is it about leather that makes you automatically feel like you could drive a Harley? I mean for one, I have terrible balance and I really don’t trust myself with only two wheels. But 40% of my dress says that I could. And that makes me feel 40% more bad ass. (The other 60% says ‘maybe it’s not a good idea, Kendi. Also, no.’)
As you can tell I’m due for my monthly self-manicure. Each time I ask myself, why am I not more of a woman and paint only on my fingernails? Instead I look like I’ve been finger painting for the better half of an hour. Does this talent come with age or was this something I was supposed to develop along with the rest of my motor skills? My hope lies in the first answer.