Is my stepsister a hair stylist? No. Has she had any formal training? No.
But at the time, none of this mattered. To add insult to the general injury of 2020, I was fresh off a breakup and in a stage of not giving a damn.
I decided to give this energy an outlet and unfortunately that “energy” landed on the front of my forehead.
So, I had a plan B.
“I get it. It wasn’t my coolest moment of life. What “Giggles” didn’t know was that my ability to be cool had left me in middle school and thus the need had vanished entirely after high school. I didn’t care enough to give it any more thought than that.
The moon was satisfied and full on a summer night when two girlfriends and I ventured into the woods to embrace good times and let go of other times. It was a night that was spirited with wine and jubilant energy under the glow of a heart-stirring Colorado sea of stars.
‘Twas a night of redemption and lady-power, a declaration of new beginnings and freedom from past mistakes. If you are suddenly picturing three jaded man-haters spinning yarn as they stroke many a pet cat, know this wasn’t the situation. For this night wasn’t about ex-boyfriends—or men at all for that matter.
Married and father of two, Cohen said he has been in the "convincing business" side of the Internet industry for more than two decades. However, a passion for travel and culture has steered his non-linear career.
Is my stepsister a hair stylist? No. Has she had any formal training? No.
But at the time, none of this mattered. To add insult to the general injury of 2020, I was fresh off a breakup and in a stage of not giving a damn.
I decided to give this energy an outlet and unfortunately that “energy” landed on the front of my forehead.
So, I had a plan B.
When a Seattelite Accidentally Matches with a New Yorker During a Pandemic
As you all know the last month has been a roller-coaster of emotion on a global level. So, I did what any single woman fighting a pandemic would do — downloaded a dating app.
The timeline was right after the first initial cases were identified in the U.S and in my neighborhood and additionally before social distancing was even in my vocabulary and/or bans in public were being made. We were still new-born babies to the era of the Coronavirus.
POULSBO IS A SMALL TOWN in Washington known for it's viking heart and world famous bread. It is also home to some pretty interesting characters…
I had just settled into the neighborhood coffee shop, Hot Shots Café, when one of these curious characters came into view. A disheveled man, who looked to be homeless and in his early sixties stood before me. A beard long and grey hung heavy over his collar. His hair was smashed beneath a dirty old hat and on his shoulder sat an equally mysterious cat.
Nonno (no-no) is what Italians call their grandpa and I have perhaps met the best Nonno in Italy there ever was. This Nonno also happens to be my roommate and--also happens to not speak English. Did I mention I started learning Italian 3 weeks ago?
Nonno reminds me of the grandpa character in the movie, The Parent Trap with the exception of some added Italian spice. He is the epitome of what every Disney grandpa should be, with some additional flavor that comes with having a mischievous, expressive, bold and Italian soul.
