It’s heartening to know that the beautiful people are just like us: not beautiful at all when someone’s taking pictures willy-nilly at a party.





It’s heartening to know that the beautiful people are just like us: not beautiful at all when someone’s taking pictures willy-nilly at a party.





Working at home to save my eyes (I have a better monitor). Drawback? No receptionist who keeps a barrel of Red Vines at her desk.
I didn't want to do it. I still don't want to do it. But I am obviously weak-willed and malleable. Here I sit on the cold mall floor outside the Apple store. What in the world is wrong with me?