Absolutely love this. I spent a bit over a year in dallas starting over at age 38 with nothing, thanks to my ex. I actually was the single girl at the end of the bar that was going to beauty school, and too naive to know that I was classified by where I sat. In hindsight, that explains so much. Those formative months mean so much, because that was when I learned to truly live. Thank you for the reminder, and I always enjoy the dallas observer's content. Please keep it up.