Beauty

Hey. I’m selling Mary Kay.

“Are you going to buy anything?” I heard my dad say as I opened the garage door, about to leave for a Mary Kay glamour party. “Nah, I probably won’t,” I replied, pausing to glance over my shoulder. “I’m just going to look.” I’m just going to look. It’s the biggest lie girls tell boys… Continue reading Hey. I’m selling Mary Kay.

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