Vicki Herrod
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Sometimes awesome, sometimes lame but always in love with success, passion and tenacity.
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The Guardian. Content Warning.
Silently watching the TikTok video he’s reviewed thousands of times, he grumbles to himself and wonders if this one is even worth it. She’s dumb for sure and that’s amplified in my brain because it’s only 5:37am. In the video, she’s wearing the classic red hat. She’s all in for MAGA and yet weirdly she’s actually pretty. Elegant. Slim and not pudgy like most of the women interviewed by this creator who look like they’ve had an extremely hard life somewhere in rural West Virginia. She doesn’t look or sound like the others with their raggedy dentition; slurred, bone tired, country accents and vacant stares.
By Vicki Herrod6 months ago in Fiction
Lopsided
Given my memory is a bit spotty in places, usually in the folds and recesses where the past trauma lives, it’s quite surprising I remember precisely where I sat at my hairdresser’s home that day. I’m a loyal person so getting my hair cut, colored, and highlighted by my drug addicted hairdresser, turned sometimes friend, perched in her kitchen while facing the messy counter seemed normal for me. Despite the blame placed on the challenges and needs of her drug addicted mother, the poor choices she made repetitively all spoke to the toxic pairing of mother and daughter as partners in the crime of obliterating each other daily with both vicious arguments and drugs. In the kitchen-based salon, where fights weren’t public and purple hazes and glazes were put on hair and the occupants with equanimity.
By Vicki Herrod5 years ago in Futurism
