the mishaps and musings of a 23 year old's perspective on life after college, puffy-painted sorority tees and frat boys.
former unpaid fashion intern — for as long as she can remember — who turned freelance but then listened to her parents bitch about not having health insurance and now just trying to make it all happen.
exposing her vices, her freakish love for lindsay lohan, figuring out new york city, her appreciation for pretty things, and how she firmly believes that a good sandwich can really be a game changer.
Holding doors open for other people — not like, out of your way douchebag status — just “I see you there three seconds behind me, and I’m going to open this wide enough that it doesn’t shut at the exact moment you reach it.”
Responding when someone in a service position says “Have a good day!” or thanks you for something — and not just a one word response, either. Give em something genuine. Have a convo.
Saying thank you and please and how are you.
Smiling. Now, again, not walking around smiling all the time — but if you make eye contact with a stranger, give em a little smile action. Acknowledge one another.
