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Elsa Wrench

Monday, January 13, 2014
A tropical warmth was rising from the small of my back, creeping up, up, up till the heat under the new weave was cooking my brain.
Monday, January 6, 2014
It was a blast. I kicked 2013’s butt. And 2014 had better not play with me.
Monday, December 30, 2013
Keep it simple, I told her. Assume nothing. Tell me everything.
Monday, December 23, 2013
It has been grand, dear readers, sharing my Mondays with you during the ups and downs of 2013.
Monday, December 16, 2013
“Water, I love water. I am always coming back to water,” said Gillian Bishop at the viewing of her latest collection of jewellery at Hotel Normandie two Sundays ago.
Monday, November 25, 2013
She: “Where’s your passport?’’ He: “Wherever you have it.’’ She: “It is where it always is, on the half-moon table near the corridor.’’
Monday, November 11, 2013
“I am going to slap the blonde right off Suzanne Somers,’’ my friend Emme fumed. “Soon as I finish tormenting my hair.’’ She gave the ungrateful tangle a final tug.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Did you hear the story of the fatal hair do? Yeah, it’s all over the news. A woman in Kenya paid a bunch of money for a human hair weave of the very best quality.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Death, death, all around me, news of death, like a vast, empty wetness. The news keeps coming—Neville, Sam, Dave, Elle, Teddy.
Monday, October 21, 2013
Doesn’t it just kill you the moony questions people ask celebrities? Like, “If you could invite three world-famous people, living or dead, to dinner, who would you choose?’’

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