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Tears of a clown
You know it might be PMS when:
- you cry when your sister-in-law unexpectedly sends you 2 lbs of Major Dickason�s with a little note that says, �Hey, I walked right by a Peet�s and thought of you guys. Enjoy!�
- you cry when Mary J Blige walks on stage with U2 and belts her heart and lungs out
- you cry when the Project Runway designers are all standing on the runway and no one�s even been eliminated yet. They�re just standing there, whistling dixie and you�re crying because you know the axe is about to fall
- you cry buckets when Nick is eliminated. This requires two kleenexes
- you cry just thinking about that new coffee in the freezer
- you practically cry when you see Trovata�s Fall line. I want everything for me, and all of the men�s stuff for TA. We could dress in our little Trovata outfits, get our pictures taken and have them posted on cuteoverload.com!!!
- you metaphorically cry when Cathy Horyn of the NYT announces that the Fall 2006 Marc Jacobs collection smacks of �optimism.� Optimism? What is she smoking? The entire collection was post-apocalyptic. Don�t get me wrong�I loved it, and what I loved especially were the mood, the monochromatic palette, the shroudy and layered silhouettes, the set design. But optimistic it was not. And unwearable by anyone other than a 6 foot tall Daria Werbowy lookalike� (well, ok, maybe some of the skirts might work?)
- you cry when your sister sends you an email announcing that she is now officially hep-c cured!
- you cry when TA calls you from the Brooklyn Bridge to tell you he�s freezing his ass off but it�s beautiful and he loves you
- you cry when your supernephew tells you he got early admission to the Art Institute with a ginormous merit scholarship, and that he appreciates the encouragement you gave him when he was little� aw, it�s making me cry again!
- you cry from laughter when you sister reminds you of that time when you were both little and your mother had a crazy idea that if she didn�t swallow things they wouldn�t make her fat. That was the halloween we were so mad watching her chew up OUR candy, then spit it out. My god my mother�s insane, but it is undeniable that she makes for funny stories.
4:02 p.m. - 2006-02-10
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