Do You Have to Suffer to Be Beautiful? – Recycled Sundays

“You have to suffer to be beautiful,” was drilled into my head as a child. I wouldn’t have minded the suffering, if the beauty was forthcoming. When I was little, every spring I got a haircut and perm. The old permanents burned like Mount Saint Helen, though no one believed my discomfort. Now there are gentle … Continue reading Do You Have to Suffer to Be Beautiful? – Recycled Sundays