At the moment the only things I really enjoy are Harry Potter, fashion, food, beards and How I Met Your Mother. I consider boys with similar interests and tattoos, marriage material.
I’m a little bit Penny Lane and a whole lot of Joan Holloway. I can’t decide if I’d rather be Miranda Priestly or Lily Aldrin but right now I’m just aiming for Blair Waldorf (with a bit of 50s flare).
I used to run a magazine, but now I’m currently planning out the next chapter of my life. I’d really like to fast forward to the good parts—I’m crossing my fingers it turns out like a Gaslight Anthem song.
I’m not quite sure if I’m growing up or just growing old, but as long as I still quote Fall Out Boy songs, I’ll know who I am.