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I've never really been one for makeup, and I've always thought BeBe was a little too Euro smashy, but their new line of hair accessories is exciting. I especially love this one. Maybe it's the Wolf in me.

My favorite of the four in this line-up is the second in from the left. That's right. The tangerine number. Isn't she adorable? It looks like ass candy. You know what I mean, something sweet for your ass ; ) I would top it off with a black banded beige fedora that all the kids are wearing, or even better, this one from Goorin Brother's, and go just about everywhere. And that's why I love New York City and Los Angeles. If I had to sum it up in a nut shell, it's because in either of those places you can not only go somewhere in an Alexander McQueen nylon body suit without someone crashing a minivan, but you would have somewhere to go in your Alexander McQueen nylon body suit. And it looks like it would be so much easier to save the world in one of these too. Doesn't it?

More swings and slides and makeup and high heels and hats and paint and la la la, you look lovely!

Something is keeping me going. And it's not the sweet scent of Spring.  It's certainly not my job. It's working on my writing and sometimes it's John Updike. Since he's passed away the world has been talking and I've decided to cherry pick from its giant tribute basket. I found this in an interview he had with the Washington Post shortly before his death.

"Progress, although glorious, is basically intimidating and one we cannot help avoiding."

At work, at this temp job I have that I refuse to make permanent, I see people every day who seem void of progress. Their lives seem small and boring to me, stinky even. It makes me shake in my boots. It scares the shit out of me. They seem sad and closed-minded, or closed in onto themselves. They eat gross food and wear bad clothes. Some of them never smile. They are losers.

But in reading Mr. Updike's quote I realize I'm wrong. Progress is subjective. I have no idea where these people have been, where they are and where they're going. Our paths might cross, but they certainly rarely align.  That I notice someone's bad clothes or poor food choice might make me clever, but it doesn't make me right. My new goal is to focus more on making it through my own present rough patch without  looking over into other people's yards. Especially if they're chewing on vending machine donuts all day.

You know when you're going out with a guy for a long time and you know you love him, but you don't exactly think about it all the time and then he does something out of the blue that knocks you off your feet all over again?  It could be something accidental like the way he pronounces a certain word or something deliberate, like leaving a list of reasons that he loves you under your pillow. It's just like any other day then something beautiful happens to make you fall in love all over again.

Well today as I drove to work under a dreary sky and I heard Obama announce that the ban on Stem Cell research will be lifted and funding and testing will continue, and my heart just lept out of its chest. Ah, he is just so dreamy. The way he said it with such resolve. The way it's only March he's already choosing people's feelings over cells that Bush thought maybe God didn't want us to touch. Go science. Gobama. Today it's the big things that remind me why I love my president. And this is huge.