BLASPHEMY - WORKING GIRL IS A NATIONAL TREASURE.
BLASPHEMY - WORKING GIRL IS A NATIONAL TREASURE.
My dad used to joke when I had braces that all I needed in addition to those railroad tracks were glasses and then I would never find a husband.
“Stay out of it, Nick Lachey!”
18 years ago, I put on a pair of JNCO jeans and a Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt and went to a punk show at my (rural CT) town’s local teen center. There I saw a boy, told him I was going to flirt with him and did for the rest of the night... and then, on and off (and mostly online) for the next decade or so before we…
I don’t think I drank enough coffee, because I immediately pictured a baby Olivia Pope at the White House.