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Freelance beauty editor & writer (Allure contributing editor; previously Good Housekeeping, NewBeauty, xoVain; bylines all over the place), OK singer.
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Every time they applaud, they know he's lying. They're just so hateful that they pretend to believe him in order to keep his hateful *and* gullible supporters distracted from how they're being harmed nearly as much as the people they hate.

Quentin Tarantino looks like if Michael Shannon and Randy Quaid crashed into each other really hard.

The feminine urge to drive around with the windows down blasting "Lothlórien" by Enya

Well is she???

I was recently diagnosed with lupus, and it explains such a wide range of symptoms I’ve had over the years. So from now on, I’m just gonna blame everything bad on lupus. Stub my toe? Lupus. Overwater my favorite plant? Lupus. Comically incompetent descent into fascism? Lupus.

Guys, should I do karaoke at my neurologist’s office?

Sometimes it occurs to me that if we live long enough, we’re all inevitably going to trip and fall *at least* one more time, and that really bums me out.

Hot take at my doctor’s office.

What if Elon Musk came up from hell and was like “It’s pronounced doggy”

OK Paris Fashion Week, I see you.

Why does my brain always mash up Johnny B Goode, Born in the USA, and the theme song from The Nanny?

Did y’all see that cutaway to someone’s Ring doorbell cam when Glenn Close was talking at the #GoldenGlobes?

What is up with the weird #GoldenGlobes announcer script tonight? The commercial break outro voice over just said, “Did you hear that Sharon Stone is coming up next? Well, you’d be right!” I’m sorry, what?

I know Christmas is over but I keep thinking about these lyrics: “A child, a child shivers in the cold. Let us bring him silver and gold.” Like, that is clearly not the solution to the problem you yourself just identified.

My fiancé’s little cousin got this Christmas gift and apparently it’s everything a precious young lady needs to create an atomic bomb?

13 years ago today, a woman with a Missouri area code texted me this photo and angrily refused to believe she had the wrong number. I think of her every holiday season and how she taught me the true meaning of Christmas: incredulous rage.

An underrated feeling is when you meet someone, and you realize you have a mutual friend, so you take a picture together and send it to that friend with no context. What a rush!

Oops, forgot to tell you that I rounded up my favorite makeup of 2024. shopmy.us/collections/...

Sometimes I heart your Instagram story when I think it’s funny because I don’t want to burden you with the laughing emoji response as a full-blown DM.

Rounded up my favorite skincare products of 2024! (OK, and one perfume. And a mouthwash So sue me.) shopmy.us/collections/...

Y’all, brain fog is real. I just spelled ocean “otion.” I’m a writer. Like, for a living.

Khloé Kardashian’s XO Khloé fragrance promo photo is serving Guillermo Del Toro’s Pinocchio realness.

As a kid, I was completely incapable of focusing or staying awake while reading, and it was written off by adults as laziness. Having audiobooks available and encouraged would have eliminated so much shame and added so much reading joy to my childhood.

My mom’s dog reacts to every single passing car the way I imagine someone from the 1700s who inadvertently time-traveled here would react to them.

Are we doing “the existence of…implies” jokes here? I humbly submit: The existence of pickup trucks implies the existence of putdown trucks.

I wasn’t sure what to say here first, but now I feel pretty confident that it’s this: I think I want to be a hat person in 2025. Too much too soon?