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“When I hug her, I notice she's still wearing yesterday's false eyelashes. Mom? You know those come off with a little makeup remover and a cotton pad?" I'm not taking them off." Why not?" I spent $180 on that makeup job and I refuse to wash my face until I get my money's worth.”

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Bitter is the New Black: Confessions of a Condescending, Egomaniacal, Self-Centered Smartass, Or, Why You Should Never Carry A Prada Bag to the Unemployment Office

This book offers a candid and often humorous perspective on the author's experiences and personality traits, including their self-centeredness and condescending nature. It explores the author's observations on life, fashion, and the importance of practicality over materialism. more

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Jen Lancaster
Jen Lancaster

Jen Lancaster, born on November 5, 1967, is an American author known for her humorous approach to personal life and social phenomena. Her works, often in the form of memoirs, have gained popularity among readers. more

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