Part diary, part field journal of a somewhat modern girl. books. art. movies. politics. pop culture. travel.
Monday, March 21, 2005
Chipped nail polish
I'm a chipped nail polish kind of girl. You know the kind....the one who can never pull everything together just right. Her polish chips on the 2nd day. Maybe her shoes aren't quite the right color or style. Hair is always a little fucked up, makeup smudged or not there at all. Yep, that's me. I'll never be one of those perfect girls or truly hip or quirky in a good way. It's kind of like Mimi sings in Rent...you gotta "...take me for who I am."
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