Decades.

Earlier this week, our agency’s activities committee sent around an email asking people to bringĀ a photo from high school. We’d be able to post them on a board, see what everyone looked like back in the day and marvel at how time a) flies and b) changes people. The ’90s — to me, anyway — […]

The Makeup Rule

I think we were somewhere in Northern California. It was ourĀ annual summer vacation, and I was around 7 or 8 years old. We were in the middle of a town during the morning rush hour, and I remember looking out the window of our station wagon. The woman next to us was pretty, dressed professionally, […]