Living Pinkly by Melissa A. Bartell
A bit over a year ago, in January, 2007, I walked into my frou-frou salon, slumped into my stylist’s chair, set my venti nonfat raspberry mocha on the table with more force than is really advisable when handling cardboard cups of coffee, and said, “I’m bored, I can’t find my muse, I feel frumpy and […]





