this essay begins with "You don’t think much about $200,000; it’s not life-changing" and...goes from there nymag.com/intelligencer/…
come for that nonsense and stay for "i don't feel safe in san francisco" and "premiere dental clinic for dogs"
people who cannot even appreciate a good cheese shouldn't have 6 million
forget the fact that this person is odious and could barely get up the generosity to buy their sister a....candle? they are also BORING
"Even when I was younger, at sleepaway camp, I was fixated on the boys who went to the magnet public schools, because I knew they were hard to get into"
OMG NO at camp you focus on the bad boys who smoke cloves in leather jackets by the stables, you fool
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the way i feel about this one film in production abroad is how i imagine reporters felt in 1962 getting little dispatches from the cleopatra set (which is to say: i'm INTRIGUED)
today's apartment browsing has somehow led to this unit on central park west that simply feels made of cocaine to me
the sunken living room! the BUILT IN WHITE LEATHER BANQUETTES, the gold trim...i want to wear a halston jumpsuit in here and serve shrimp cocktail and make bad decisions about paint colors
it's been on the market for like almost a year and i have to wonder why but perhaps it is because it absoLUTELY feels haunted by a tragic 1970s socialite