Instagram has a faster chance of reaching me than CNN, and if I really want to know what's going on, I refresh my Twitter feed.

If I want to know how to do a black cat eye, I don't drive to a department store. I'll go on YouTube, cross-check reviews of a product, and then maybe talk about it on Instagram.

I refresh Twitter as thoughtlessly as some twirl their hair.

What no one tells you - or maybe they did tell me, and I chose not to listen - is that there's really no 'coming back' from bleached platinum hair. You sort of have to cut it all off and start over.

The guardians of French pharmacies - the lab-coated salespeople - are busy, serious, and probably know more about your face than you do. Therefore, don't interrupt them, and if they ask you if they can help you, for God's sake, let them. They will not steer you wrong.

I like a semi-stressful massage - one where I can really feel something being worked out.