I might as well put it out there that I may very well occasionally be eight going on eighteen. I probably consume far too much coffee and far too little chocolate. I refuse to carry umbrellas and I haven't the foggiest idea how to use nail polish. Now that confessions are over - I'm glad you're here.
Life is hard. So is stale bread. However, there's also bread pudding. I hate bread pudding, but that's irrelevant. When things get hard, one can make something of it. So, here's my go at it. I may be a model, writer, and business student living in New York City, but life tosses all of us things we don't want and hopefully don't deserve. Sometimes, we all need a lift. A pair of heels usually helps. I wear stilettos for sweatpants anyway.
