Today in my teenage angst, everyone (almost) in my blogisphere is at New York Fashion Week. I have a hard time imagining a world in which I would take part in Fashion Week of any kind. Not that I don't like or appreciate the Fashion world. I really do. Really really. But something like Fashion week is so far out of my scope I laugh at the thought of my presence. And now I go of to my chiropractor appointment in my pj's without having showered, make-uped or, well no, I will brush my teeth. Maybe I don't get invited to NYFW because I'm just a little disgusting.
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YOU SAVED MY LIFE. i just about accidentally left the house without brushing my teeth. yuck.
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