Imaginary Socialite

My lip gloss cost one euro and it made me think of this:

*How My Little Ponies smelled a little like sugared plastic when first pulled from their box.

*That time in college, when I slept in the Vogue editor’s bed and her cat pushed my thighs with her paws to wake me.

*A sky blue crayon melting across the back of the Chevy while I sat on the beach, coloring on cotton.

*A night with the famous writer, and when he said “I have mono” I said “that’s okay, I have stereo” and we drank hot pink tea.

*Kissing.

I pull out my Sidekick and text: Hey. Miss you too. The trains here are gleaming and great but they move way too slow.

[LARA SUAREZ - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]

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