Skew This!

Rather than focus on the overwhelming nature of my work--children's futures strewn at my feet--I pick up the little Clinique compact in my desk drawer (free with purchase five years ago, bitches!) to check my teeth and notice I'm having a bad hair... season. If you have any ideas or wigs, please contact my publicist. She looks a lot like me. With equally bad hair. And she's about my size, so maybe just send two of everything.