the smell of my desperation has become a stench

Pall nellish

The girls have been very much into painting their nails lately (and the paper towel and countertop underneath those nails), so I needed to stock up on some supplies: cotton balls, nail polish remover, Xanax for when Marlo spills bright pink polish all over shirt. They sit at the bar in the kitchen to do all this, and what’s funny is both dogs hover underneath them as if the girls are sitting there to eat, as if the girls might drop a goldfish cracker. They aren’t going to be dropping any food, but this right here might happen.

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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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