Har, har. Get it? Right, I know. I should be ashamed of myself.
Truth is, this thing entertained her for a whole five minutes. Long enough that we could eat dinner with both hands. So the 1980s has served its purpose.
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the smell of my desperation has become a stench
Heather B. Armstrong
Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.
