She:
She:
is a sort of flawless mirage of Dadaism chaos
the kind of woman you immediately fall hopelessly in love with:
slender and hidden beneath a massive semi-transparent t-shirt
jeans ripped at the knees
combined with a deeply sincere aura of not-giving-a-fuck
her studio:
empty except for a desk
curiously placed neither near the window, the door, or the centre of the room
her designer handbag is flung by the entrance
oblivious to it's own value.
on her desk is a sewing machine
she tells me she could never work in a cubicle again
she's French, I think
and when I slam the window
the glass shatters onto the sidewalk
frightening the photographer's dog
-40 outside
I love dressing up and doing my hair.
I also love laying in bed drinking black coffee, eating pineappple,
and checking my blog.
It's winter.
I put a hat on.
What more do you want from me?!
Free Spirited Slightly Obsessive Compulsive Workaholic
Her: How did you get so good at Photoshop?!
Me: I went back to school a few years ago to get my second degree and to upgrade my computer fashion drawing classes
Her: Where did you get your first degree?
Me: Downtown Los Angeles at FIDM
Her: Whoah.... where did you live there?
Me: Hancock Park which is near Beverly Hills and then later I lived in West Hollywood (Sidenote: Haaaaaa! FIGURES as it's only the freaking gay mecca! Yaaaa big ol' secret lesbo!). Then I moved to New York, and then London England
Her: Woooow... you've done so much stuff already!
Me: I went back to school a few years ago to get my second degree and to upgrade my computer fashion drawing classes
Her: Where did you get your first degree?
Me: Downtown Los Angeles at FIDM
Her: Whoah.... where did you live there?
Me: Hancock Park which is near Beverly Hills and then later I lived in West Hollywood (Sidenote: Haaaaaa! FIGURES as it's only the freaking gay mecca! Yaaaa big ol' secret lesbo!). Then I moved to New York, and then London England
Her: Woooow... you've done so much stuff already!
I'm just a free spirited slightly obsessive compulsive workaholic
Anything once, maybe even twice.
Me: That sounds fun!
Her: It is!
Me: I will try anything once! Maybe even twice
Her(laughing): Ya?
Me: Sometimes even a third time. Unless it causes bodily harm.....but even then it kind of depends how fun it was.
Her: It is!
Me: I will try anything once! Maybe even twice
Her(laughing): Ya?
Me: Sometimes even a third time. Unless it causes bodily harm.....but even then it kind of depends how fun it was.
You had me at scissor cookies
-2 femme lesbians texting-
Me: YES!
Her: Omg we could get truck cookie cutters and make u-hauls! And scissors. And cats. And plaid. Am I missing a stereotype?!?!
Tinder & shirtless men in bow ties
-she stares into her phone-
Her(distraught): Emo hair.
-she swipes no-
Her(looks grossed out): Hate fishing.
-she swipes no-
Her(WTF face): Onsie?!
-she swipes no-
Her(furrowed brow): Abs.
-she swipes no-
Me: You don't like abs?!
Her: Ew, no.
-then suddenly her finger hesitates over the swipe button-
Her: Bow tie, no shirt!
-she swipes yes-
Men, I just gave you all the secret to hetero Tinder success.
You're welcome.
