the smell of my desperation has become a stench


I took Leta to Las Vegas for a quick birthday weekend celebration and we had dinner at a restaurant inside The Venetian. This is inside The Venetian. Not in a courtyard or a on patio. Inside. Those who are familiar with Vegas are like, and? But for those of you who haven’t ever been, it’s a sprawling monstrosity, a super-sized hoax. Totally bewildering and disorienting. Leta’s eyes popped out somewhere along the strip and I had to glue them back in.

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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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