i’m a pill.

him: hey, it was great meeting you on saturday night. hope the rest of your evening was great. let me know if you’re up for a drink in the coming weeks.

me: hey! if you’re funny and kind and quick and witty and have a place in mind that you’ve always wanted to try (or re-try), i’m definitely up for a drink in the coming weeks. if you’re undecided and insecure and not into planning or having nyc adventures, i’m busy forever.

{radio silence}.

all the young dudes.

“so okay, i don’t want to be a traitor to my generation and all but i don’t get how guys dress today. i mean, come on, it looks like they just fell out of bed and put on some baggy pants and take their greasy hair – ew – and cover it up with a backwards cap and like, we’re expected to swoon? … i don’t think so.

cher horowitz