Hands Up

April 30, 2015

I rarely wear gloves in the winter, or when I’m washing up. And then I wonder why my hands look the way they do. Lines on a woman’s face tell the story of her life. Does the same apply to the ones around her knuckles? This morning I bought a very expensive cream, in an attempt to have hands like Leandra’s. It’s already underneath my kitchen sink, with my stash of marigolds.


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