Sorry for the delay,
Giggles has been in denial.
Denial, that we had box seats at the Hollywood Bowl for Kanye and that he played for 1 hour.
While the show was mediocre to the fifth, we did get a Kardashian sighting out of it, and chew on some Larchmont Wine and Cheese sandwiches.
Back to my denial.
Denial, that my favorite instant lunch UberEats poisoned me.
Denial that as a 25-year-old, I am still having to wear my retainer and am still scolded on a monthly basis by my orthodontist.
Life isn’t too hard since it’s my favorite time of year.
This is the time of year when everyone in Los Angeles throws on a sweater and booties to pretend like it’s cold, and enjoys the season with some form of pumpkin spice.
I’m not as #basic as everyone thinks, as I refuse to enjoy the PSL at Starbs.
To get my pumpkin fix, I go to a monastery up in Hollywood.
If you’re not religious, you will be after having the pumpkin bread baked by the cloistered nuns.
When I’m not inhaling holy pumpkin bread, I am down in San Diego, where seasons do not exist.
BRB world, i’m off to pretend it’s June 2012 and act like a 22-year-old at CRSSD this weekend.