Fictionary: Dryatus

I have three recurring dreams. 1. That if I take a street with a name in common with one even countries away, it’ll magically transport you, portal-like, where the other one leads. 2. That I discover fabulous new rooms in my own apartment. And 3. that I have wash-and-go hair that looks just as great as when I spend an hour heat-styling it. Here, my tried-and-true air-drying method. Continue Reading [...]