sometimes when I wake up in the morning, or even when there is a slight gust of wind, I instantly turn into someone who looks like they should sell hot dogs at a Nascar race. i'm not kidding.
23 year old girl (woman?) explorin' and happily residing in Brooklyn. Likes iced coffee, lipstick, fat babies & sarcasm. Hates preachy people, seafood, close walkers and sweatpants. Your Grandma will like me but your Bro friend won't.