Our refrigerator at the office:
Today I had to go to Harlem to get the last of my medical clearance for our volunteer work. I forgot I was treking up there while dressing this AM, and while my ensemble is lovely and stylish for our midtown offices, it got a bit of a different reaction uptown.
"If you're outfit didn't look so expensive, I'd call you a hooker!"
I replied, "And you're...what? Homeless?!"
And then I ran.
*scorpio*
About Me
- Knockout Blondes
- Two five-ten blondes fighting against the stereotype to find love, success, and a way to pay the rent. *** We're passionate about our seriously stressful careers in the apex of the luxury fashion world. (No, it's not like the Devil Wears Prada- our Devils only wear custom and pay for their anonymity.) *** We're on the search for the elusive 'great' guy (who must be intimidated because we can't find him anywhere). Being 5'10" and blonde is a double-edged sword. Our stories are fucking ridiculous. *** Fortunately and unfortunately for us, we share the same story as millions of women who have been violated: we are determined to make a difference in the lives of women who have seen too much. *** WELCOME TO OUR WORLD.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
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