the smell of my desperation has become a stench

You rang?

Right inside the front door is a three-foot wide alcove lined with mirrors. I don’t have a full-length mirror anywhere in my bedroom, so I use this space to check out my outfit after getting dressed. Chuck uses it to make sure that the back of his gay pride collar isn’t twisted or caught up in his hair, that would be so embarrassing. He could never show his face at Club Jam ever again.

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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.

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