Kara Nesvig

A Story About A Dress

I still think about it sometimes, and about the black turtleneck dress I was wearing when a different boy told me he didn’t love me. I slept in that dress that night, a wreck of Bud Light and cheap vodka diluted with soda, and then I passed its bad karma on to a resale shop.

8 Ways To Look 100% Prettier In One Minute

When I’m at the near-end of a long-ass retail shift, only a swipe of really bright red lipstick will cure me. It lights up my whole face; my eyes look bluer, my hair shinier.

Alone Is Good

Sometimes I look at your picture and I don’t feel anything at all. I just feel blank.

The Girl’s Guide To Karaoke

3. Please, don’t sing “Say My Name” or Spice Girls in a group of girls and just giggle drunkenly through the entire thing. Nobody likes you when you do this.

Watching A Stripper Get Ready For Work

She hauls in a bag or two full of sparkles and spangles and fringe, tiny outfits and brightly colored thongs that are just strips of fabric, no substance.