Showing posts with label beauty school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty school. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
3rd time's a charm
Monday, February 06, 2012
Nails Did
As you might've figured out by following the comics, I finished beauty school, became a certified manicurist, and am starting my own small business, glitterfying all you Austin fancy-pantses! Nails Y'all makes house calls, does nail parties (kiddos, too!), specializes in nail art, and provides excellent natural nail care. Aaaaand I do those great 2-week+ gel manicures that you've been hearing about. Tell your friends! Tell your neighbors! Tell your sorority sister/cocktail waitress/ER nurse/grandma/speed-walking partner/girl with the fly nails at the taco place! Tell them to check out the new Facebook page, give it a thumbs up, and email me at nailsyall@gmail.com to get fancy!
And hey guess what? Mention Jug Wine when you book your appointment to receive 10% off your service. It's comics for your fingertips.
And because you've been so patient, I'll do real comics soon, too.
And hey guess what? Mention Jug Wine when you book your appointment to receive 10% off your service. It's comics for your fingertips.
And because you've been so patient, I'll do real comics soon, too.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Remember when I went to beauty school??
OH MY GOD I am a manicurist now.
That was 5 1/2 months of straight cray-cray shit, y'all.
Like, bat-shit cray-cray. "The Maury Show" cray-cray. The saddest kind of cray-cray that initially is really funny but then when you're alone makes you realize that we as a civilization are on a runaway rollercoaster heading straight for hell.
BUT I AM DONE.
(Should you feel moved to get me a graduation gift, won't you consider these?)
I have finally--FINALLY--found a use for spending late nights hunched over my desk alone in my room with cramped hands and inky wrists for the last 15 years.
It also means that A.) now I have time to draw more comics, B.) now I have time to perform basic life functions such as sleeping and eating, ideally both in prone positions, and C.) now I have graduated from 19th grade!
That was 5 1/2 months of straight cray-cray shit, y'all.
Like, bat-shit cray-cray. "The Maury Show" cray-cray. The saddest kind of cray-cray that initially is really funny but then when you're alone makes you realize that we as a civilization are on a runaway rollercoaster heading straight for hell.
BUT I AM DONE.
(Should you feel moved to get me a graduation gift, won't you consider these?)
I have finally--FINALLY--found a use for spending late nights hunched over my desk alone in my room with cramped hands and inky wrists for the last 15 years.
It also means that A.) now I have time to draw more comics, B.) now I have time to perform basic life functions such as sleeping and eating, ideally both in prone positions, and C.) now I have graduated from 19th grade!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Thursday, November 03, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Because if you can read, you might figure out what is inside all of those bottles.
Beauty school HATES when we read. Beauty school is REALLY going to hate this 760-page bohemoth that is coming with me tomorrow.
If you are under any sort of emotional distress, I would absolutely stop listening to this insightful and beautiful, albeit heartbreaking, interview with Maurice Sendak, author of Where the Wild Things Are, at 14:34. 18:04 on will SHATTER YOU. Terry Gross, how sad are you right now? JESUS.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
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