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Top 5 Sephora Skincare Products

Maria Dawson — Thu, 19 Mar 2009 19:39:24 GMT

Let's face it: our skin is as varied as the shape of our eyes (or bums, or boobs -- you get the picture). Even from one day to the next, we can have dryness, some oiliness, then zits, and everything . . .

Top 5 Sephora Hair Products

Maria Dawson — Wed, 04 Mar 2009 21:33:18 GMT

Sephora must-haves. Are they endless? Pretty much. But there are some top choices -- and you know you want 'em. I've already shared my Top 5 Sephora Makeup Picks . And to keep ye olde beauty . . .

Top 5 Sephora Makeup Picks

Maria Dawson — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 19:03:53 GMT

Ahh, Sephora -- how I love your vastness and rows of temptation! Don't let the grandness of the place scare ya. It's always fun to wander around and try new things. (They have a no-questions-asked . . .

Eyeshadow’s Best Friend

Maria Dawson — Fri, 06 Feb 2009 14:54:10 GMT

I've always loved makeup. Back in the early 80s, I had that frighteningly oversized Barbie head, complete with horrific pastel makeup. Poor Barbie's face. Yeah, I was into makeup around age 5 . . .

Kinoki Foot Pads: Godsend or Gimmick?

Maria Dawson — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 17:57:37 GMT

Reader, be warned! Did you realize there are toxins in your food, water, and air? That Aluminum, Arsenic, Asbestos, Copper, Mercury, and Nickel are in your body at this very moment ? At least, that's . . .

A Review: Night Ranger’s “Hole in the Sun”

Maria Dawson — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 14:08:52 GMT

Whether you're a child of the 80s or have ever stepped into a karaoke bar, you've surely heard Night Ranger's "Sister Christian," whic h nearly topped the charts back in 1984. Other . . .

Reaching

Maria Dawson — Fri, 09 Jun 2006 03:50:11 GMT

It was too cold, even for a Boston spring, And all the toes out, legs out, arms out Were wishing they'd been less bold. The bus was late, the rain was coming, All the would-be passengers standing, . . .

Cataracts

Maria Dawson — Mon, 06 Mar 2006 16:59:58 GMT

My dear Aerie, Just hearing your name, all take notice, Their eyes clouding over with a hate-stained haze As they ready themselves to misread you again. Back in the days of pirate smiles and plaits, Standing . . .

Vanessa's Song

Maria Dawson — Wed, 01 Mar 2006 15:34:59 GMT

-- Dedicated to a friend and all those just as strong A woman's life, It's filled with the notes, bars, rhythms, rests Of many men. Melodies, discordant harmonies, Hands and mouths leaving marks . . .

Rebirth

Maria Dawson — Mon, 20 Feb 2006 04:59:38 GMT

Life hasn't quite stretched to fit; So much to do. To do so much Requires the energy, the strength, the will To not lie there, planning, planning procrastination. It's all the same, each day the . . .

To My Neighbor

Maria Dawson — Mon, 23 Jan 2006 20:52:57 GMT

Third floor apartments, facing windows, sentinel spots. At my vanity I preen, wet hair drying, clean face painting, Watching the street. At your desk you read, wispy white-haired profile, bad side hidden, . . .

Limbo

Maria Dawson — Mon, 16 Jan 2006 04:40:25 GMT

Lying awake, I focus on breath, Lose the rhythm of breathing. Lying asleep In the world that forgets, I cannot but recall. Lying awake, I scrub at the memory, Which dirties . . .

Husks

Maria Dawson — Fri, 06 Jan 2006 03:24:29 GMT

Grandmomma and Granddaddy's house. It used to mean vacation time. Family time. Lots of yummy food, especially Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners when Granddaddy poured beer in the fixins when no one . . .

Addicted to Skin

Maria Dawson — Mon, 19 Dec 2005 22:26:10 GMT

It feels so good. But I promise, I won't do it. Never again. The more I do it, the more I have to. God help me. I can't stop biting the inside of my cheek. Each year as a new year's resolution, . . .

Liberty and Injustice for All, Part II

Maria Dawson — Fri, 16 Dec 2005 15:10:13 GMT

A continuation of Liberty and Injustice for All We'd heard about the trouble in the courtyard after we gave up on football that afternoon. The story was that Little Ricki Claude . . .

Liberty and Injustice for All

Maria Dawson — Wed, 14 Dec 2005 02:00:35 GMT

This story is dedicated to my father, because he lived it. -------------------------------------------------------- When I heard the front door slam, I wondered what I had done wrong, how I could explain. . . .

Schizophrenic Pizza Eater

Maria Dawson — Mon, 05 Dec 2005 21:29:25 GMT

I have screws in my head. Just ask my most recent dentist, Dr. Sara Stock in Brookline, Massachusetts, who upon first look at my x-rays asked slowly, politely, "So . . . you were in some sort of . . .

Revelations (A Short Story)

Maria Dawson — Sun, 13 Nov 2005 03:04:58 GMT

Brass organ pipes lined the back wall. The highest were on the ends, shortening toward the center, creating a large V. A 20-foot wooden cross hung above the pipes, its bottom tip reaching into the V's . . .

Big Mouth Strikes Again

Maria Dawson — Wed, 21 Sep 2005 21:35:11 GMT

My Dad calls me "motor mouth." Always has. I naturally talk very quickly, sometimes gesture madly, especially if I'm excited, or nervous, or have had some Excedrin for one of those unfortunate throbbing . . .