Stunningly witty musings on fashion, pop culture, politics, New York, and anything else that comes to mind.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Crushed
Pervs Ride the 5 Train? Does this mean I have to stop feeling superior that I don't live on the M, R, F, or G (which are clearly silly, pain in the ass Brooklyn trains)? Damn you, Post. Pervs or not, I get into the city faster, suckas!
I'm a big cliche -- moved to New York to work at a magazine. But don't compare me to Sex and the City and Devil Wears Prada. That brings out the stabby. I'm just a fun, silly fashion- and pop-culture-obsessed 20-something, looking to make my mark on these internets.
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