Tuesday, August 25, 2009
I wish I had a dressing table. One with a little chair. That you could line all your brushes and makeup on. Not the bathroom, where everyone goes, where you have to stow away as much of your personal effects as possible. No, to sit and brush your hair in front of a mirror, look at a picture taped to the mirror of Elvis Costello from his "Armed Forces" Days. It would be nice to have a space dedicated soley to the upkeep of your own beauty, whatever level that beauty be.
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I had one of those on my mission when I was in Belton, TX. For some reason, we just had this massive 2 bedroom apartment with tons of furniture. It was nice. Not like being in a standard missionary apartment.
I didn't use it... very much.
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