About Us

Lucia and I have been friends for a long time, so long that neither of us remember the time before we knew each other. Partners in crime, ride or die, thick as thieves, whatever you want to call it, that’s what we were. 

Then we met Blanche. It was a cold night in January, and as we were coming back from some mind-numbing charity event, Lucia needed to use a rest room. Badly. The only place we saw open was a dive bar called “Blanche’s Road House” with loud music coming out at a deafening volume.

You know the rest…Blanche became a dear and trusted friend and part of this blog. At first she demurred, but now is part of our sisterhood, prosthetic hand and all.

Sit back, sip a drink, have a read and enjoy…and feel free to leave a comment. 

These Damn Masks!

Being the responsible person that I am, I wear a mask when I venture out. It’s a huge pain in the ass, as it gets uncomfortable after a while. On the plus side, I only have to put eye make up on. A downside, however, is that if I have lip gloss on, it smears on the inside of the mask. They also leave marks on your face that take about an hour to go away.
What’s a girl to do?
Bling it up!!!

(Sequin mask seen on ebay)