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.
Two years ago I was afraid of wanting anything. I figured wanting would lead to trying and trying would lead to failure. But now I find that I can’t stop wanting. I want to fly somewhere first class. I want to travel to Europe on a business trip. I want to get invited to the White House. I want to surprise myself. I want to be important. I want to be the best person I can be. I want to define myself instead of having someone define me. I want to win and have people be happy for me. I want to lose and get over it. I want to not be afraid of the unknown. I want to grow up to be generous and big hearted, the way people have been with me. I want an interesting and surprising life. It’s not that I think I’m gonna get all these things. I just want the possibility of getting them.
