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Digital storyteller, Photographic narrator, Hogwarts alum. In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic. My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it. My pen is mightier than my sword. Instagram
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Friday, January 20, 2017 || 4:53 PM
There are certain things I don't like talking about on the internet. For starters, I tend to keep my opinions on politics and religion to myself because people get brave behind a keyboard and talk reckless and also because I can't deal with the internet trolls. I'm always up for a healthy exchange of ideas and I know the select few people I can have that with. But the internet has pissed me off, as I knew it would, mere hours after the swearing in of Tangerine Voldemort and I find I can't hold my tongue any longer.I keep seeing this all over social media: You notice how Bernie lost and he's still out here fighting for us and Hillary lost and she disappeared into the night?This is annoying for a few reasons. First, Bernie Sanders is still a senator. His obligation is to the people. It's literally his job to still be fighting for you. As an ordinary citizen, Hillary Clinton has no such obligation. Do I necessarily agree with her silence at this time? No. But I do understand it. Second, most of the people posting this are the same Bernie or Bust fucktards that decided not to vote in the general election because "Hillary's just as bad as Trump." Likely the same ones that cost her the election and definitely the same ones who were the first to voice their outrage at the election results. Hillary was never a perfect candidate and she is many things. But here's what she isn't: an openly racist, misogynistic, homophobic, rapey as fuck demagogue. I'd take her over Persimmon Hitler any day. And third, this woman worked her entire career to be the most qualified (if not overly qualified) candidate for the job and got this far just to lose to a reality tv star. Just to have her name continually dragged through the mud and still concede the election with grace and dignity. Let me ask you, perfect candidate or not, would you be in a hurry to stand up and fight for the same people who turned their backs on you? Especially when it's not even your job anymore? Y'all have a lot of GOTdamned nerve. Because NOW, now that Apricot Satan has wormed is way into the White House, now that, mere hours after he was sworn in, all traces of climate change, LGBTQ rights, financial disclosures, petitions and who knows what else has disappeared from the White House website, NOW y'all want her to save you? Get the whole entire fuck outta here! I hope Hillary Clinton never says another word in defense of this shitshow called America ever again. I hope she retires and goes back to her big ass mansion upstate New York and plays with her grandchildren and her dogs and does happy rich white people shit and enjoys her life. I think, if nothing else, she's earned that much. Labels: babble and rant, in real life, pop of culture Thursday, January 19, 2017 || 4:41 PM
It's been a while since I've done this but 2016 was shit. Let's just put that out there. So now that it's a new year, I thought I'd get back to this writing thing. If I'm remembering correctly, there was an abundance of black girl magic in the beginning of 2016. And though we're not too far into the new year yet, I can't help but notice all of the black women out here flourishing. Needless to say, it's hella inspiring.Now I'll be the first to admit that I suck at keeping up with people. I'm not what you'd call a social butterfly. But to all of my friends from all walks of life, I just want to tell you that when life gets crazy, don't be discouraged. We may not talk everyday but just know that I see you and I'm over here, quietly rooting for you. I just want us all to win. So on that note, here are three beautiful young black women who are dope as hell. I have known these woman at one time or another in my life and every time I see them, they inspire me. I hope their black girl magic will have the same effect on you. Ti Nika Shenika and I grew up together in church and her style has evolved into something beautiful and all her own. I've admired the way she puts pieces together and just knew it was something she could share with others. And though I wasn't sure if she'd ever do it, you could say I waited for it like a Beyonce´ stan waits for an album to drop. There's no promo, no single. But sometimes, you just have to wait with blind faith. And like Bey, she delivered. Find her awesome lookbooks here. Alex Labels: friends and fam, in real life, listy, pop of culture Monday, April 18, 2016 || 10:13 PM
I've been wanting to say something and I haven't known quite how to say it. I'm still not sure, but on the eve of New York's primary election, I figured what better time to give it a try.Let me just put this out there: I do not talk about politics. Much the same way I don't talk about religion but even more so. I feel like my views are mine and it's not my place to try to shove them down other peoples throats. That said, why don't people understand that it's not their place to push their views, political or otherwise, off on others? I feel like this is common fucking sense, people. And it's true, common sense is not so common as of late but this is pretty basic stuff. I enjoy a nice, intelligent conversation as much as the next person. We don't always have to see eye to eye but I'm down for a healthy exchange of ideas. We can have different opinions and still respect each other. So if you want to ask me about my views and why I vote the way I do, that's fine. But why do people feel like it's ok to tell you who you better be voting for? If I'm voting for one candidate and you're voting for another, it's not because you're smart and I'm dumb (unless it's Trump, there's no excuse for that.) It could be for any number of reasons. Maybe we grew up in different places and under different circumstances, experienced different things. The things that matter to me may not matter as much to you and vice versa. One candidate's agenda is more in line with my interests. We have different priorities. Any one of those things can change the way a person votes and it's not your place to tell someone what issues should or should not matter to them. It's your place to do your civic duty and make sure your voice is heard. Every person gets one vote. I'm sorry but you can't have mine. So whatever you do, make sure you make yours count. Labels: babble and rant, in real life, pop of culture Friday, March 4, 2016 || 8:24 PM
On the heels of the most lit Black History Month in my memory and only days into Women's History Month, I had an interesting thought. I say interesting because I can't quite put my finger on the word that would properly describe it. But here's the thought: At one point in every little black girl's life, she wishes she were white. Now maybe this doesn't hold true for every young black girl. Maybe there are black girls out there who have been woke since birth and I envy them because the vast majority of black girls, myself included, aren't lucky enough to be born knowing just how beautiful our blackness is. Now obviously, this is a direct result of the lack of representation in the media. Little black girls aren't used to seeing beautiful black women on tv. The black girl doesn't get the guy. She isn't the head cheerleader or the most popular girl in school. Nine times out of ten, she doesn't even get to be the geek in the endearing coming of age story who gets a makeover and turns out to be hot. She's just that girl in the corner that the camera rolls past. An extra. An "other." Or worse, she's the angry black girl. Just another stereotype. But I'm not here to talk about what we already know. I'm just making an observation. I remember when it happened to me. I remember watching Lizzie McGuire with her cool clothes and her great friends and her straight blonde hair and wondering why that couldn't be me. And that year, I dyed my hair blonde(ish), cut a bang and wore a scarf as a belt. I'm not proud of it. Trust me, it's pretty embarrassing to admit. But necessary to make my point. Because after all that, I still wasn't happy. And not only that, I felt like people didn't get me. Just thinking about it makes me glad I'm not a kid anymore. The angst and being SO misunderstood? The drama that wasn't really drama? Junior High School? Lord knows I don't miss any of it. But it's easy to forget the struggles that young girls go through. I was 13 when it happened to me. And by the time I got to high school, I was over it. But to hear someone as young as my five year old niece say "I wish I was white" is heartbreaking. It's so easy for young girls to be swayed into thinking that their blackness is something they need to cast aside to be trendy or cool. Because dark skin isn't cool and curly hair isn't cool. It isn't the norm. Here's the thing though. Being black, especially being a black girl, is everything. I really believe black girl magic is a thing. We continue to accomplish so much because of, not in spite of the obstacles in our way and I think that makes all the difference.Labels: babble and rant, personals, pop of culture Monday, February 1, 2016 || 7:39 AM
It's been a while since I've done this. For whatever reason, the beginning of the year always sucks for me. So come February, I usually try to hit the reset button and start over. It hasn't all been sucky, though. Last week, there was this crazy ass blizzard that took over NYC. You know, in case you missed it. But before that, my friend Joel and I went on what I am sure is the first of many random shenanigans in 2016.During the month of January, There was an art exhibit in the Knockdown Center called Suspended Forest. Aptly named, as it is a forest that hangs from the ceiling and consisting of discarded Christmas trees. I thought it was a pretty dope concept so I called the only person I know who is always down for whatever random ideas I come up with and dragged him out there to see what it was all about. And let me just say, my pictures do not do it justice.  
Joel, lurking
  I feel like I didn't really capture the full beauty of it but it was more than just a room full of old Christmas trees. It's hard to explain. I think, for me, it highlighted the beauty in death. Death is something that has touched my life and touched it often in recent years. Just last week, I lost someone who was like an aunt to me and I'm not gonna lie; losing someone in a way so final is the hardest thing I've ever done. But walking through that room was an entirely different perspective on death. A hanging forest is cool, sure. But imagine walking on a concrete floor covered in pine needles with their fragrance surrounding you. The closer the tree gets to dying, the more it dries out, the more beautiful it becomes. And even though you're sad to see it go, you enjoyed it while it lasted. Maybe it's just me, but it definitely gave me something to think about. Last year was a weird one for me. I'm not entirely sure that's a bad thing but it was different, for sure. There were things I experienced, old friends that became new again and vice versa. It was a very reflective year for me and I'm just hoping that I can take what I've learned and put it into making 2016 awesome. I hope that everyone had an awesome holiday (even though I'm a whole month late) but more importantly, I hope you're all having an amazing new year. Labels: anomaly, fun times, in real life, personals, pop of culture Monday, September 21, 2015 || 9:54 PM
"I know you gon' miss me. For we been together like Nike Airs and crisp tees"Another one has come and gone and once again, it felt entirely too short. I know I shouldn't complain. I'm more fortunate than a lot of people and I get opportunities to go places and experience things that most people don't but I always feel like I could've crammed just one more thing into my Summer if I only had a little more time. Now, Fall is upon us and as much as I can appreciate sweater weather, I just miss short shorts and sundresses. I guess my love of Summer just guarantees that I'll never be satisfied with these three short months. Also, I'm sure the fact that I live in New York has a lot to do with it. It wouldn't be so bad if we actually had the four seasons we're supposed to instead of one month of Fall, six and a half months of Winter, three weeks of Spring and then what feels like five minutes of Summer. Still, I try to make the most of it and this year was no exception. So here is a snapshot of my Summer shenanigans. I miss them already. 1. The unofficial start of Summer No, I'm not talking about Memorial Day. I usually like to kick my summer off around my birthday which is a week before Memorial Day. So I usually get together with some friends, and have a mellow turn up. This year's was pretty memorable and I had a great time. 2. Becoming one with nature So this Summer, I took a few trips to Prospect Park with my sis and her son and it turned out to be an interesting adventure. We fed ducks, took a ride on a surrey, had ice cream, ran through the sprinklers and even had some delicious #DRAAAAANKS. Plus, the view of the lake is beautiful.  3. Went to the Ball And no, I didn't lose a glass slipper. I went to the Governor's Ball, this really great music festival on Randall's Island. Three days straight of good music, good food and good beer. I finally got to see Florence + the Machine perform which was the highlight of that experience for me. Drake was also amazing and the silent disco was pretty cool too but the #EEEEEATS are what really stole the show. 4. Took a trip to the 'burg And that would be Williamsburg. For Smorgasburg. Because the only thing better than a music festival is a food festival and it's not Summer in New York without Smorgasburg. I actually took more than one trip this Summer because the fat girl within just couldn't stay away. The Ramen Burger was reason enough to go back but then I discovered the Dough donuts and I was hooked. As always, The Good Batch, Milk Truck and Home Frite did not disappoint. 5. A milestone and a first So my chunky monkey celebrated his first birthday this Summer. I always say I don't think I have a maternal bone in my body and that kid makes me believe it more and more everyday. I love him but I kinda suck as a Godmother. Which is fitting because I, too have a sucky Godparent. My Godfather is the worst. Whenever you really need him, he's super clutch but other than that, forget a happy birthday or a Merry Christmas unless you send him a written reminder because he never answers his phone. So maybe that'll be me. Sucky but clutch. I'm okay with that. As long as he knows he can come to me if he ever needs anything, I think I've fulfilled my duties.  6. Restaurant week So New York Restaurant Week Started the week I was leaving for vacation. But I owed a friend a lunch date before I left So I finished shopping and packing and picked a place off of the very extensive list of restaurant participants. I decided to play it safe with one I had heard good things about so we went to Tao. It left something to be desired for him but I had a moment with the Spicy Tuna Roll and really, that was all I needed. That said, I owe him a Steak for Winter Restaurant Week but the company and the drinks were good so no complaints here. 7. Vacation, all I ever wanted At the end of July, I packed my bags and headed to a little island in the West Indies called Grenada. It's where my parents are originally from and it's beautiful. Admittedly, I haven't posted those vacation pics because it was such a mellow and relaxing vacation, I didn't do much to show. But mostly because posting them would solidify that Summer is over. However, now that Summer actually is over, what the hell?           In any event, I enjoyed myself. 8. Went Greek When I got back to the city, A friend of mine introduced me to this amazing Greek restaurant in Chinatown of all places. I had never tried Greek before but it was sooooooo good. So, so good. So good that I went back the next weekend, paid it forward and passed on the secret of the amazing Greek place in Chinatown. It's not so secret now that my favorite food blog has let the cat out of the bag but still definitely worth a trip. I still have dreams about the Baklava. Totally worth it. 9. Partied with The Row This Summer, I got to see my favorite group of poets, The Strivers Row. And even though my favorite poet is no longer with the group, they were as phenomenal as always. After the show, we got to hang out and party with the poets which I thought was pretty dope. The DJ left much to be desired but the drinks were good and the poetry was bomb.   
10. Went blonde
So earlier this year, I got the blonde bug and I said that I wouldn't let 2015 end without trying on blonde. I mean...I guess blondes have fun? I have just as much fun if not more with my real, brownish black hair so meh. I was also a dread head for a few weeks. It's been an interesting hair year thus far and it's not even over yet so I'll be doing another post about that soon. If you missed the first one, check it out here.This was just kind of a highlight reel of my Summer. There were a lot of great times in between. Awesome parties, good drinks, even better food, random shenanigans and I was fortunate enough to enjoy it all with good friends. Now that it's hoodie season, I guess I'll turn down for cold weather. Until next year, keep warm folks! Labels: friends and fam, fun times, good eats, in real life, listy, personals, pop of culture, vacation Friday, June 26, 2015 || 4:57 PM
I know there are some people who will judge me for this. In fact I'm sure some of you can't wait to judge me so I'll try to make this short and sweet so you can get to it. I am here for marriage equality for three very simple reasons. First, I feel like there are certain freedoms in life that should be afforded everyone. I guess that comes from the perspective of being a black woman in America. For the people who would say it's wrong for the LGBT community to have this right, I always think of what things must have been like when slavery was abolished and people were furious that we had basic human rights. And I feel like marriage is pretty basic as far as rights go. Second, I keep thinking about what it must be like for a homosexual person who actually wants to commit themselves to one person for the rest of their life and not be able to do that, all the while watching men and women everywhere make a mockery of the institution of marriage. From Kim Kardashian and her 72 day marriage to people who get shitfaced in Vegas and run off to a chapel only to have it annulled when the aftereffects of all that booze wears off. I mean, it has to suck. The third, last and probably most important reason that I am here for this is that a persons sexual orientation is no one's business except their significant other. I feel like my sexual orientation is like my teeth. It isn't relevant to anyone except the person I plan to spend my life with. My teeth (and whatever cavities I may have) aren't relevant to anyone except my dentist. If we're friends, all I need to know is that you're a dope ass person. Who you share your bed with and what they have between their legs isn't any of my business because it really doesn't affect me one way or another.I am a Christian and I do have my personal beliefs. But that's just it. They're personal and it really isn't my place to shove them down other people's throats. In fact, I could tell you from experience that that is the least effective way to get people to see your point of view. I guess my point is that I won't hate something that has nothing to do with me. It doesn't affect me or apply to me. If you are a heterosexual person who doesn't support gay marriage, my only advice is this: don't get gay married. A friend of mine put it a bit more eloquently. Everyone has the right to execute his or her decision in life whether they believe it's sinful or not, wrong or right. That's how fair and loving My God is. We were created with the ability to dictate our choices in life. As a Christian however, I also have the right to execute my decisions in regards to my choices, lifestyle, and belief systems and to stand firm on them. Am I going to give my homosexual friends the cold shoulder and condemn them to hell? Of course not. The love of Christ won't allow me to. I can however share my views and beliefs in a loving manner if the need arises. It doesn't mean you have to accept it, and I'm totally 100% okay with that.Moral of this story: live and let live #LoveWins Labels: babble and rant, pop of culture Saturday, June 20, 2015 || 1:27 PM
So the Governor's Ball Music Festival happened. Three weeks ago, to be exact. My only defense is that I didn't have time to blog those shenanigans because I was enjoying other shenanigans. Also, I still don't have all of the pictures but it's been three weeks so those will just have to come later.
When I first heard about the Governor's Ball, I thought it was just that. You know, fancy party, important people in formalwear. Then I realized it's like New York's version of Coachella. And it was awesome. I went with a friend that I grew up with (who's actually always been more like a big brother) and his girlfriend and we had a really great time. We had 3-day passes but we were all busy on Saturday so we went on Friday and Sunday. I guess it's a sign of old age creeping up on me because those two days were more than enough. I don't know how people do Coachella. After two days, I was ready to tap out and climb into bed. Nonetheless, I had a really great time and it was an awesome experience.
Day one: Friday
We got there late in the afternoon and it was pretty much a zoo. I'm guessing the first day is always the craziest as there were people as far as the eye could see in every direction. But the food (curated by the good folks over at the infatuation) was definitely on point. After procuring a few corn dogs and some funnel cake and beer, we found a nice spot on the grass to enjoy the show.
     
Highlights:
The people watching was superb. Pictured above is a group of friends carrying a big ass slice of inflatable pizza through the crowd. Where else? Seeing Drake and Florence + the machine perform was also pretty dope.
Day three: Sunday
This time, we got to the island pretty early. The ferry ride over was beautiful. Once we got there, there was lots more to see and do. We hit up Asia Dog for some eats and then took a trip over to the lounge for some drinks before we did a little exploring.
         
Highlights:
It was pretty cool to see Weird Al perform. The hot dogs from Asia dog were well worth the wait. The silent disco was a new and interesting experience. We got to take a bunch of pictures all over the place (that natural sunlight filter is everything). We also got to make a gif, so that was fun.
Overall, I'd say this was one of those really awesome, unforgettable experiences and I'm glad that I got to share it with some dope people. It was also a really great way to kick off the Summer and I'm looking forward to more awesome experiences and making more memories with dope people along the way. Since tomorrow is officially the first day of Summer, I hope you all have a great one!
Labels: entertainment, friends and fam, fun times, good eats, in real life, pop of culture Saturday, May 9, 2015 || 7:23 PM
Last week was the annual Met Gala and I'll be the first to admit that to this day, I really have no idea what that even is. But it's kind of like an episode of Sex and the City; you really only watch for the fashion. And it being one of the most interesting red carpets of the year, I always look forward to seeing all of the crazy/beautiful styles. Usually I don't write about this sort of thing but there was a lot of buzz following this year's Met Gala. I'm sure you can see where I'm going with this so let's just get on into it, shall we?
This is Kim Kardashian
And this is Kim Kardashians 2015 Met Gala dress
Having a strange sense of deja vu? I wouldn't be surprised.
Here's the thing about Kim Kardashian: I really don't like her. Actually, I don't know her but since she has opened up her entire life to the scrutiny of the world, I can say this much: I don't like who I perceive her to be. And I could be wrong and she could just be seriously misunderstood but I highly doubt that's the case. The truth is, while their antics and shenanigans amuse me, I really don't like that family and all of the shallow, negative things they stand for. There are literally two people in that family that I actually do like, and trust me, their last names aren't Kardashian. (If anyone was wondering, it's Kendall and Mason...just, fyi.) But I'm not just a hater for the sake of hating. While I don't personally care for them, I have to respect their hustle. And their style is, eight times out of ten, impeccable. I have no trouble admitting when Kim Kardashian slays a look, which she usually does. And the thing is, she definitely slayed this look. It's just super disappointing that the one time she gets it all the way right on this, the best (in my personal opinion) red carpet of the year, she totally rips off Beyonce's look. This should explain that weird deja vu you were experiencing before....
This is Beyonce's 2012 Met Gala dress
Look familiar?
While the dresses aren't exactly the same, the similarities are just too much too ignore. Now these are actually the work of two different designers (Kim's is Cavalli and Bey's is Givenchy) but we'll get to that in a minute. I think Kim went for her signature cinched waist and shoulder pads look because those things are flattering on her figure. She's very slightly shorter and stouter and (falsely) thicker than Bey so I doubt she could pull off the exact same look. But she knows what works for her and she looked good.
That said, lets go down the list. Barely there naked dress? Check. Long sleeves? Check. Super long train of feathers? Check. Slicked back ponytail? Check. She even mastered the over the shoulder booty tooch. Come on, son. Am I really supposed to believe that this is a coincidence?
Of course I am!
Kim very conveniently came up with an explanation, the "inspiration" for her look.
Because obviously we were all thinking "ugh, I can't believe Kim Kardashian ripped off Cher's look at the first ever Met gala, she's so lame!"
Meanwhile, this also happened...
But you know, that's also just a coincidence. *Kanye shrug*
And of course, Queen Bey in the flesh (almost literally) at this years Met Gala
Now as I mentioned before, I always keep it real. I love Beyonce. Does she always get it right? Not necessarily. Is this look growing on me? Meh. I love the dress in all honesty but I really don't care for this hair with it.
(Disclaimer: that was a lie. Obviously. Beyonce is everything and always gets it right and is always flawless because she woke up like this. Tell the BeyHive please don't come for me. I'm on their side.)
If I'm being totally honest, the real winner in all of this is Rihanna.
She stuck with the theme (China: Through the Looking Glass), wore something that was actually made by a Chinese designer (Guo Pei), made a (literally) big entrance and made sure we wouldn't forget it. Bonus points for wearing this huge ass dress and not having the dress wear her.
Gotta love her....
Also...this happened.
I friggin' LOVE the internet.
Moral of this story: this tweet is truer now than it was a year ago
But you know, I don't got the answers.
Labels: babble and rant, entertainment, pop of culture Monday, March 23, 2015 || 11:57 AM
So today, I was scrolling through my Instagram feed and realizing I follow some pretty dope people, I decided I'd share. Now these aren't famous people or companies, just normal, everyday people who have consistently amazing photos. Honorable mention goes to Beyoncé & Solange (of course), Banksy & HONY (for awesome art), The Infatuation (for constant food porn) and CurlBox (for daily hairsparation).Some of these people I know personally and some, I happily stumbled onto their Instagram pages. So without further ado, here are my top ten favorite instagrammers. 10. Bacon No, not the food. Only the cutest cat on Instagram. Yes, even cuter than Lil Bub and that's no easy feat. Bacon is my spirit animal. And now, to up the cuteness factor, he's joined by his little sister, Maple. It's just too much. 9. Yoyoha Because it's art. On coffee cups. A combination of two of my favorite things. What's not to love? 8. Tikedi I've known her since middle school and now she makes and sells beautiful shredded clothing and is also a pretty awesome graphic designer. Her site is also in the blogwalk (in the sidebar) and her business instagram is @shoptikedi. Check it out for more shredded goodness. 7. Fashenika We grew up in the same church and I recognized her as a beautiful, intelligent and motivated young woman. Also, her style is impeccable. 
6. Moe
A pretty good friend of mine. His beard game is really strong and he's seemingly on a mission to bike all over the world. So there are a lot of bike things, food things, hipster things...things like that.
5. Food Baby A man going out to eat with his son = pictures of really good food, usually with a really cute baby in the background. It's the most adorably delicious thing you'll see. 4. Alex This is my soul sistah so I may be a little biased but I love the way she captures this city that we both love. Her unapologetic view of life is everything. Also, her food and fashion pics are amazing. Her site is also linked in the blogwalk. 3. Kish Some things I find attractive in men: height, beard, style. This man has all three of those things. His style is amazing. The man knows his angles and knows how to dress well without looking like he's trying too hard. He's a fashion blogger based in Canada and I'm definitely a fan. 2. Abigail I don't know if this goes against my own rule because she's semi-famous. Some of you may recognize her from House of DVF on E! but I'm kinda glad her friend won it and not her. Her own designs are so amazing and I feel like had she won it, being DVF's brand ambassador would have taken away from her own work. Also, she's gorgeous! 1. Roxie An old friend from high school, this girl has some of the dopest visuals on Instagram. That's really all I can say about it. I'll let her pics speak for themselves.    So those are my top ten Instagram faves. Be sure to follow them because they're so dope (obviously) and let me know what some of your favorites are. Also, follow me on Instagram. I'm not nearly as talented as the folks mentioned above but 60% of my feed is pictures of food and even though I couldn't really tell you what the other 40% is, that has to count for something. Everybody likes food...right? Labels: friends and fam, in real life, listy, personals, pop of culture |