The world of pretend is a cage, not a cocoon.
That’s all
gross: milk crust
cool: cookies
gross: garbage juice
cool: sticky glue booger stuff that comes on the backs of free samples from magazines or department stores
gross: mascara boogers
cool: the smell of plastic
gross: when you’re on stage and you get a wedgie… especially in a tutu, because they’re ruffly on the butt and especially painful.
cool: the fact that Trixie doesn’t mind my morning breath
gross: drool crust left on your loved one’s cheek after a Sunday afternoon catnap
cool: finding that your jeans from freshman year still fit
gross: because and only because there is a massive rip down the bum
cool: swiffering
gross: washing dishes
cool: making the refugee in my basement do my dishes
gross: dead lip skin… especially caked with lipstick
cool: shoulder massages
gross: overpriced clothes that are really really cool
cool: clothes that you find on the clearance rack that you just LOVE and they’re so cheap because you are the only one who finds the clothes cool, like that houndstooth miniskirt I got from Goody’s for $6.
gross: tartar sauce
cool: cheese sticks
gross: mustard juice
cool: mustard farts (like the grey poupon commercial)
Just for the record, pretty much all forms of crust are gross, with the exception of pizza crust, pie crust, or between grandma’s toes crust. I mean…
I’m glad we cleared this up.
By the way, I loathe Pollyana.
BTW houndstooth skirts are cool now.