New lob, who dis?

New lob, new job, new me? My hair started to return to its natural state, and I decided to follow the influence and try Chiara’s colori$t. I had never heard of Meche salon. I arrived with my long semi brown hair excited to return to my true blonde self. The colorist walked over to my station,…

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Otter Contagion

While everyone was at the Met on Monday, Moran and I created our own soirée with scrambled eggs and rosé.  Ah, the life of luxury. This has been by far the most relaxing part of my week, since I have served as an RN after Jordan and I were exposed to the plague. The carrier: The otters. “Hey…

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Struggles by Jones

I do not run. I do not jog. I occasionally sprint on the treadmill due to intimidation by the Orange Theory instructor, but my sausage links do not scurry for a significant amount of time. Sunday, I ran a 5k. I literally felt like P. Diddy, episode one, when he trained for the New York…

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“Hello, it’s me.

I walked out of the Adele concert with Carms frustrated and confused to why she did not play my favorite song of all time (Hometown Glory). As we drove away from the Staples parking lot, I scrolled through videos of the miracle I had witnessed in DTLA, and there I found, “Hometown Glory.” I was…

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