That I prayed for twin siblings and God
answered my prayers almost a decade ago and can't wait to have my own kids one
day because they bring delight to my soul. When I say kids, I mean daughter because
she will be the best dressed baby in the E. Village. #kidswag
That I used to hop around my backyard
until it's too dark to see catching baby toads and bringing buckets home to my
horrified mother
That I don't fold my non-work clothes. My
best friend knows that and gives me the dirtiest looks when she comes over to MY
apt and open up MY drawers to borrow MY clothes. #SMH
That I had pet baby ducks growing up who
followed me around everywhere I went because they do, in fact, imprint
That I wouldn't be caught dead in
sneakers unless you caught me at the gym on the treadmill
That I care all too much what people
think of me but will still dress however I want. I don't believe the phrase
"you can't pull that off". Fashion is and will be my preferred
self-expression
That food brings me JOY like nothing else.
Wait, you do know that.
That I have an extreme affinity for
pickles, avocados, and black cherries. Not all in one meal obviously...
That my roommate calls me
"momma" bc I cooked for her for the whole first year we lived
together, pry about her personal life esp when it comes to boys, and nag her
incessantly
That I have feet phobia and believe that
there is no such thing as having too many pairs of shoes
That I have never had a real/live Christmas
tree but am looking forward this Christmas because apt E1 SHALL make room for
one. If we have to eat on the floor for a month or two, so be it (looking
forward to decorating it with the girls to "under the mistletoe")
#Beiberfever #I'maBelieber
That for a month straight last winter, I listened
to Justin Bieber's "Under the Mistletoe" on the way to work (on
repeat)
That (this one's controversial) I really
didn't read through my benefits and options in my offer and signed on the
dotted line then picked my retirement/insurance/etc randomly. Also that Turbo
does my tax----step.
That I'm freakishly and embarrassingly strong:
in the physical-can-lift-impressively-heavy-things sense
That I will literally weave and dodge the
throngs of NY to avoid cigarette smoke on the sidewalks. HOW RIDICULOUS, I mean
seriously?!?!?! Seriously?!?!?! My blood boils just thinking about smelling it.
That I still fit into GAP Kids and until
recently owned things in my closet marked 14/16 from there.
That if you are visiting/moving into NYC
and are looking for a church, I'd like to invite you to church - free
brunch on me after
That I think weight gain during
Thanksgiving is expected, mandatory, and totally worth it. I look forward to it
every. Single. Year.
That my favorite blog to read is Rockstar Diaries #welcomebacktoNYC
That I want my husband-to-be to play the
piano for me as I walk down the aisle to him before joining me before our friends,
family, God, and the dude that will pronounce us husband and wife.
I'm bored at Chicago O'hare-traveling has
become my life. But I will see *her loser brother* soon. Kid. Relax. TGIF and
have a lovely and wonderful Labor Day weekend.
P.S. I hear the models are all in town
and strutting down the streets of New York like nobody's business. Cheers to
the kickoff of NY Fashion Week and my favourite season of the year.
From us to you with all our love,
L on her way to sunny Los Angeles
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