This plate resulted in one of those moments wherein I realize the plate probably means something totally different than what I first thought, and that what I first thought says a lot about my personality.
It was on a very large truck, and I thought, "funny how that big truck's plate is an ode to press-on nails." Then I realized it could be about pressing on, as in perseverance, as in, a quality exhibited by someone whose thoughts don't automatically jump to cosmetics.
In other news, I'm expecting a package from Sephora in the mail today.
Read Meg's new piece for Refinery29! - It's just a slideshow of me being a lonely, snarky asshole, but I still call that journalism when I go home for the holidays. A (Misanthropic) Look At The ...