If you’re angry and you know it, start a blog.
I don’t think it’s a secret that I started this blog, at least in part, because I was mad at Squirrel. Finding stash after stash, day after day, month after month, made me want to chew my leg off. You have no idea how much relief sharing that frustration has given me.
Yesterday, I had the misfortune of reading a blog post that purported to give advice to women on how to lead their lives. As I got deeper and deeper into it, once again, I felt tempted to put tooth to leg.
While I feel obligated not to share the advice publicly, suffice it to say that both getting botox and homeschooling are on the author’s must do checklist for female success – along with other useful tips like “start looking for a husband early” and “do a startup with a guy.”
I chewed on that advice all afternoon and all the way to school pick-up where I unloaded on my friend Abbie.
Abbie has a low tolerance for bullshit:
“I don’t know when you’d find the time to get Botox if you’re homeschooling,” she commented.
Yeah, she’s pretty cool.
I think it comes down to this: how do you define success? And, perhaps more subjectively, how do you define beauty?
If you ask me, one expression doesn’t fit all.
Who are your favourite “botox free” female success stories? Here are just a few of mine.