A Few Curious Factoids About This Guy:
-If I were a kajillionaire, one of the first luxuries I'd spring for would be a driver. I would never ever drive again. Also: a hair-washing sink and a person to do the washing. It's not like it's a hardship to wash my own hair, just that it feels so good when I get it done at the salon. And while I'm at it, a home yoga studio and instructor. Would a masseur/masseuse be too much? No, I think not. I don't mind doing my own laundry or whatever, but special services like that are very attractive to me, things that aren't the same when you do them for yourself. Stuff, not so much. No solid gold toilets, or a big pointless backyard that gets watered unneccessarily. I'm not a total arsehole.
-I am hyper judgmental about what people name their kids. I'm not public about this, because I acknowledge it's actually none of my business. But I met a set of twins yesterday named Alexis and Alexandria, and I mentally incinerated their parents (both names are fine on their own merits, it's that it is just not cute to name twins almost the same name).
-In other name related news, I have an automatic, inexplicable affection for grown men named Casey.
-I love coconut everything and always have. When I was a kid I cleaned up on chocolate-giving occasions because nobody wanted their Mounds, Almond Joy or the coconut cremes from their Whitman Sampler. I even genuinely like coconut water, but over a lot of ice. Coconut-almond Kind Bars are my new favorite coconut thing. Give me your coconut stuffs.
Well now I'm just babbling. One would guess I was avoiding thinking about every horrifiying and depressing thing in the news. Oh hey, here's a dress on which I'm currently fixating.
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