Sheila Moeschen: How I Finally Made Peace With Makeup
There are a number of things about lady culture that baffles me these days. Apparently, I can freeze my eggs until I'm 75 and ready to be a baby mama (Angelina will have already had her fifteenth kid at the ripe young age of 309), but I can't lead a Catholic mass. I need a pink hammer for home improvement projects, lest I suddenly become confused that I'm actually a dude working around the house. I make less money than the average man, but am told I have more consumer power than all the Kardashians put together.