In which I ramble about shopping.

By the time the salesperson got to me I’d already made my way around the entire Ann Taylor Loft looking for the tall section. I’d wandered past petites thinking it’d be around there — you know, a section for “special sizes” as they call it on the internet. She asked me if she could help.Continue reading “In which I ramble about shopping.”

i once went to a model casting call…

I once went to a model casting call. Why? Because if you’re a 6’1” female with a fast metabolism and face that looks any degree better than.. I don’t know… a gargoyle, a lot of people tell you to try modeling. You know, when they’re not asking if you play basketball, volleyball, or whatever otherContinue reading “i once went to a model casting call…”