Good Guiley Miss Miley

Have you ever had a seemingly well meaning sweetheart lovingly pin you against the kitchen cabinet and then turn into a vicious vampire who purposely gnaws a big red mark on your neck because he (mistakenly) thinks it's funny? Because I have. A lot. If I was trying out for a gang or interested in breaking into the lucrative field of street walking, I would let that classy shit fly, but I'm not. So I have had to cover my neck for a week. The beginning of the week, I busted out the turtleneck sweaters. No big. But it's been 75 degrees for the past two days and the only choice I had was to wear a scarf. Luckily in California people don't look twice even if you're wearing a damn scarf in the summer. They just assume you're another Buddhist vegan hippie and keep on walking. Thank Hollywood for Boho chic.

P.S. This is not a promotional Miley post, but I assume as someone with so many lame self-taken pics of herself in her underwear pulling her shirt up posted on the Internet, she has to be a pro at hiding red marks. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a collection of vagina scarves. They sound a lot prettier than band-aids.