I'm a twentysomething writer and editor living out my dream
one day • one picture • one avenue • one story at a time.
This is where I overshare and constantly write tiny love letters to New York.
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- Polish off the restaurant’s entire supply of red wine.
- Get hostile when he said he didn’t like Jersey Shore.
- Question his man jewelry.
- Secretly take his picture with my phone to show my friends.
- Say “that’s what she said” (although many opportunities arose).
- Spill anything.
- Ask if his law degree came from the University of Phoenix Online.
Tonight, I was a LADY.
It’s a damn shame I’m not interested.
