I'll tell YOU somethin'

For all you people who think you know me:

I’m listening to John Mayer. I have a multicolored chandelier in my apartment on Walnut in Philly. It’s got exposed brick, and hardwood floors. I have a lime green wall covered in framed pictures that I’ve taken on my Canon DSLR. There’s a fridge full of avocados, bacon, and Sam Adams Cherry Wheat. My pantry has some pasta sauce, chips, half drunk bottles of red wine, and dusty bottles of white. I have a bookshelf built into the wall: there you’ll find some children’s books by Maurice Sendak, amongst psychological reference book and trashy novels. Actually, I’m looking at it right now and one of the bookshelves is entirely made up of magazines--maybe I should do something with those since the shelves are caving in.

I have posters, alphabet magnets, magenta curtains and wall decals. I’m a nail polish color namer, a fashion catalog creative director, and no, I’m not a hipster, or trendy. I don’t have a cat, I don’t wear chucks and I don’t buy store brand substances--but I will admit to having several friends who are guilty of all the above. Really, I’m what the 2000’s tries to produce, according to an award winning bloggist known as “Snailboat.” He states, “You're fabulous, and funny but nerdy kinda, and fashionable, but not elitist. You're what the 2000s is trying to produce.”