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Striding past Spence, and a father on his cell:
“It is the rare teenager who cares about Halloween,” he scoffs to someone with gruffed certainty - except, of course, he’s wrong.
12th grade, age seventeen, I am a Jackson Pollock (an excuse to ruin a sweater and jeans, but it still looks really cool).
11th grade, age […]
I thought Chanel bags would be cheaper in Paris.
I was wrong.
In fact, they’re more expensive because right now, the Euro is higher than Amy Winehouse.
Maybe that’s why I was so obsessed with the girls in France who actually had Chanel bags - and that was almost everyone.
Were they inherited? Were they gifted, in […]
My brother is in a Buddhist boy band. He’s the one all the way on the right… surprise…
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