THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK:

I’ve embraced the strange and discarded the invisible. I love pink and sparkles, diamonds and frou-frou bits; I think having a facial and getting my nails done means it’s a perfect day. I have a Mohawk with razor tattoos cut into the side of my head. I wear heavy boots with pretty skirts, and Pippi Longstocking pink and black socks with combat shorts.

There’s this thing that women do. You’ll never see two men doing it; but you’ll often see large groups of women doing it; sometimes you’ll catch a lone woman on a phone doing it—apparently all alone. But she isn’t alone; on the other end of that line, there’s another woman doing exactly the same thing.