About Me.

Just the important tidbits (ever changing)…

Perfect Saturday Attire: Upper Playground tee, Calvin Klein skinny jeans, J.Crew cardigan and kicks you’ve never seen before.

Punch me in the throat if you ever see me in: Crocs. They should all burn in the fiery pit of hell. Unless they’re on the feet of a nurse or doctor. The whole saving lives thing cancels out the looking like a jackass thing. Especially if it’s say, my life.

Favorite Hangover Meal: blueberry pancakes, scrambled eggs, turkey sausage and a mimosa…ok, maybe two.

Most Irrational Fear: Babies. They are too small and fragile and always sticky and their shrieks hit unreasonably high decibels. Also, I suspect they can read our thoughts. That is a big ass head for nothing shady to be going on. Don’t judge me.

Color of choice: Lilac, magenta, violet, fuchsia and any other long lost relatives of purple. Consider me royalty.

Biggest Pet Peeve: People in the subway who stand on the yellow line and lean over to peer into the abyss. Is your presence the deciding factor for whether or not the train will come? Are you the train god? Are you doing some type of Indian train dance to call for it to arrive more quickly? Because I’m pretty sure you’re doing nothing but inching closer to tumbling onto the tracks, being struck by a train and scarring me for life. Back. Up. The Lords of Subwaydom didn’t paint the yellow line because of their fondness of sunflowers idiot, it’s a safety precaution. So that I don’t have to watch your gory demise. And perhaps so that you continue to live and breathe and prosper or whatever.

Currently on repeat in my iPod: Diplo, Keri Hilson, The Cool Kids, Kid Cudi, Wale, Eric Hutchinson, Lykke Li, Bon Iver, Big Sean, Ingrid Michaelson and Asher Roth. A random shuffle keeps me sane.

That’s enough for now. Let’s not make this into one of those aggravating chainmail Facebook surveys that your friends send you when they know all the answers and if they don’t it’s because they don’t need to. Chocolate or Vanilla? Coke or Pepsi? Hamburger or Cheeseburger? Hit me with your car or drop me down a well?