20/20 and Bloody Marry

20-20

Am I the only one who doesn’t trust the mirrors in dressing rooms? Call me paranoid but I blame a misspent youth and way too much 20/20. Every other weekend I was supposed to go with my dad for “his” weekend. More times than not, those weekends didn’t happen or were spent with my father’s… Continue reading 20/20 and Bloody Marry