
How is it that some women manage to look both disheveled and fantastic at the same time? Is it a gene I lack? When I am disheveled, I look disheveled. Deranged. Possibly homeless. I may not be French, but as a direct descendant of a Huguenot immigrè, I feel I have a right to this gene. Yes.
That is all I have to say on the matter.
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