Monday, August 20, 2007

Fake Bits

So I went out with Holly today and got my nails done. You know, those pretty yet pretentious fake acrylic nails, nice white tips - very wasp, very... bitchy. The girl, lets call her.. oh, Thao, told me I had rough man hands. Uh huh. But at the end, I had "feminine woman hands". It actually feels like I have a split personality starting at my wrists. I'm afraid that I'm going to start taking Valium, drinking at noon and eating little cucumber sandwhiches with these hands, and I won't be able to do a god-damn thing about it. Yup, call me Kitty. Or at least my hands.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

So did "Thao" offer to sell you any illicit drugs? I've always thought those salons were just undercover drug operations.

JL said...

Well, they're actually fronts for prostitution and illegal immigration/slave labor.

At least where I live.

Drugs are usually more of a sideline, those go through other channels that don't involve women.

This is changing, as the Asian immigrants are figuring out that the real money is in what I call New Speed, i. e. crystal meth, which the Chinese are financing the manufacture of in Mexico.

I find that interesting; that cocaine would become passe...

Separation of the sexes is very deep in cultures such as Thai/most likely Vietnamese.

The Hmong in WI/USA are interesting that way, very separated. The drug trade does not go through anything involving women.

Poppy growing is man work...

Go figure.

JL said...

Oh, I'm so sorry, Ms P, I got to talking 'shop',

and I'm sure your nails are beautiful, and your stylist did a 'ginormous' job.

Oh for crying out loud! Spellcheck just hit that word!

It's L's favorite, and now it's in Webster's, and Spellcheck just flagged it.

What a bummer.