I thought it would be funny to dare my friend to write a column for her local paper. I taunted her with the oh so mature, "I'll start a blog if you write a column," so here I am. Here is my digital footprint of Louise-isms: things that cause me to navel-gaze in the hopes of finding some greater meaning to mascara wands in the eye or tights that are too tall or too short.
I dare you, Courtney. I dare you to write about the pull of the tooth.
