Admit it, we all lie. I hate lairs. I lie all the time. Maybe that's why I hate myself so much, J/K. In my defense, I only lie to avoid hurting someone's feelings. "Do I look skinny" -YES! "Do you think he likes me" -YES! Do you like my new Michael Kors bag? -YES! In my head, I know that the scale doesn't lie, if he's not texting you back -he's not interested, and I'd rather carry my wallet in a trash bag than that purse. ...But these are innocent lies. -And usually I end up telling everyone the truth after a few drinks anyways, so I would still call myself an honest person. The lies that hurt are the emotional ones. When someone is well-knowing they are hurting you; but string you along because they are heartless and enjoy the attention. We will have to wait and see what happens to those lairs on HBO's "Big Little Lies", but I can guarantee it will be childs-play compared to what I am capable of. Game on.