i'm a professional stylist and makeup artist...also apparently a professional student. i'm into coffee, coffee, coffee, movies, reading, sweets, animals, atheism, pizza, tattoos, dancing, yoga, exercise, france... and coffee.
That moment when you’re holding a cup of coffee between your legs as you drive…
then you go over a railroad track and get coffee on your crotch.
Side note: crotch is a terrible word.
Holy shit, dude.
As if I needed any reassurance that going back to college to teach high school students rather than the lower grades was the right choice for me…
I just taught a dance class of about 10 second/third-ish graders and within 45 minutes I’ve nearly lost my voice. I love my dance girls, but shit.
High school students are assholes but at least it isn’t like that.