NEW YORK CITY BLONDE

Who am I? I'm a 23 year old west coast transplant working two jobs, seven days a week in the fashion industry while also managing to find time to have a social life and spit out 140 characters on the Internet machine every once and a while.
How did I get the way that I am? For starters, I watched way too many sitcoms as a child. And now aside from having impeccable timing for my under-appreciated one-liners, I'm under the sincerely delusional impression that I am the missing fifth character on Sex and the City.

What happened that led me to hold such distorted and yet unscathed opinions of the male population? Perhaps it was my high school sweetheart of five years that cheated on me, got a girl pregnant and I stayed with him because I was dumb/devoted only to find out a year later that it wasn't his. Maybe it was my college boyfriend that went on a tropical vacation and came back with a new girlfriend that looked almost identical to me. It could also be the young man that I fell hard for and continued to date despite his attempts to have threesomes with me and my friends. Or there was my crack at using a dating website because I got paid to (we'll save that story for another day though). But whatever bullshit I've been through, they've all been tremendous learning experiences. I still loooove the male species and I'm pretty sure they still think I'm okay too.

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Why do I think I'm better than everyone? I don't. I work really hard, I'm a woman and I live in New York City so I guess it just comes with the territory.