“Oh, a clown?! You must wear a lot of makeup to work!” I was on my way in my first week of being a receptionist, and told my Lyft driver, who was a dude, that I was transitioning from work as a circus teacher and a clown to being in an office. He of course asked more questions about what being a clown entailed, and about makeup. I literally had spent half an hour putting on makeup and an outfit… Read Post ›
How to Say “I’m Drunk” Like a Flapper
What kind of drunk are you? A creative connoisseur whose palette gets less and less refined as the night goes on, or an i-love-everyoneeee happy-go-lucky drunk? A falling-over-can’t-stop-drinking-till-they-kick-me-out kinda drunk? And what about your drunken vocabulary, does it get more sophisticated or less as you stare down that empty glass? Maybe you’re the type to use colorful language to describe your state of intoxication (I’m lit, blitzed, buzzed, saucy)? Maybe you describe your state of being (I’m feelin’ it, I’m goooood). Or, maybe you’re more literal… Read Post ›
Help, I’m Trapped in Facebook’s Absurd Pseudonym Purgatory
Oh, fb. We sure do have a love-hate relationship. I, miss Party Girl Pearl, am locked out of the Pearl Pospiech facebook account and can no longer communicate with 90% of my fans and friends. I can’t even get into the account for a short time to let everyone know what is happening. The chances of this very post being seen by our loyal Bass Cabaret fans is also very low unless I put money towards promoting it. And why… Read Post ›