“I’m looking for bliss … for Candy Land,” my last boyfriend said during our breakup.
Even though I was sad that we were splitting, I couldn’t help but laugh. It sounded absurd.
“That doesn’t exist,” I told him, trying to keep a straight face.
“Maybe you’re right,” he went on. “But I’m not ready to give up the dream yet.”
I pictured him venturing off into the vast single universe in footsie pajamas, wielding a plastic light saber, off to find Queen Frostine. I wanted to tell him he was wasting his time, but it would have been pointless to try to convince him. Like an encouraging parent would, you smile, pat him on the head, and say, “Good luck, soldier.”
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The beauty industry is all about developing products and then creating a demand for said products — which actually means they convince us that we really, really, really need those creams, salves, and washes or we’ll turn ugly! So I have to admit I was quite skeptical when I was invited to try out Bliss’ Fabulips Treatment Kit at one of the Bliss spas in NYC … That and y’all know I’ve been having some lip issues this summer, but I took one for the TF team and puckered up for the nice lady in the Bliss lab coat, anyway.
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My soul is ready for spring, but not my skin. Time to slough off the scales of winter with Bliss Blood Orange and White Pepper Sugar Scrub. Smell vibrant while sudsing, smoothing, and softening skin. Perfect for my skin’s spring cleaning. Now I just need some warm weather so I can tan away my pasty whiteness.
If you are too lazy to eat right and drag your ass to the gym, then you may want to consider a pair of turbocell bulge-busting leggings available at Bliss. For $149, these stylish pants will melt away cellulite when worn eight hours a day for eight weeks. That breaks down to every day at work or every night when you sleep. That’s a lot. But how do these magic leggings work? The three layers of cotton, latex, and spandex micro-massage your thighs while upping your body temperature and circulation. My thighs started shaking just reading the product description. “Please let me be free,” they pleaded. “Don’t put me in those hot pants eight hours a day! I’ll work hard at the gym, I promise!” Well, my thighs have spoken. It’s a no. How about your thighs? Would they accept being stuffed into these leg condoms 24/7? [The Hairpin] Keep reading »