My thoughts on Life, Writing, Hollywood, Children, My Neighbors, Love & Growing Up
Aaaaaaaaaaand my belly-button is missing. My life has become a never ending Oktoberfest. What are standards? Tell me all about them. Sign me up for the Biggest Loser: Quarantine Edition. I had two boxes of Lean Pockets and a cherry coke for dinner the other night. I had one friend who was giving me a... Continue Reading →
May it be marked in history that last night this girl had the craziest hankering for ravioli of all time. That's all I could think about. My current gluten and dairy free gotta-fit-into-that-bridesmaids-dress-diet does not allow Italian treats. OR any treats of any kind for that matter. [insert single teardrop down my cheek] Can't my... Continue Reading →
