I think in my last life I was either 1) Karen Walker or 2) A fabulous gay man. I love going out dancing. Not for the $8 watered-down G&T's, but because I really like to dance. The loud, 99.5-esque music in stores like Hollister and Abercrombie really bothers me. I don’t need to listen to loud Miley Cyrus while I’m looking for overpriced t-shirts. I am bored with suburbia, although I live in it. I absolutely adore oversized, colorful jewelry. Not usually the kind you find at Cartier, but the kind you find at flea markets. I frequently trip on flat surfaces. I am borderline inappropriate on a daily basis. I like my Diet Coke ice-cold and my coffee hot-hot. I try to be as independent as possible, because I know I am the only person I can really rely on. I am intrigued by powerful, intelligent women like Jackie O, Bonnie Fuller and Cathy Black. I’m not as interested in money as I am in being wonderful. I believe that "it is better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring." I’m a bit of a character and I’m okay with that.
Oh, and flattery will get you everywhere.
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