gave me a really cool little jacket for valentine’s day, except it was too small, but he already exchanged it for a larger one. i’m quite excited about it because what with the long blonde hair which i’ll have for a few more days, plus the cute little jacket, i’ll REALLY look like a rock star. i’m going to wear it to the cast party friday night.
rock star.
when i go to LA (WHEN am i going to la? hard to say. but i’m going. at some point.) i’ll wear the jacket there. hopefully it won’t already be out of fashion by the time i get there.
i’ll just blend in with all the REAL rock stars and supermodels.
i don’t think i ever actually saw rock stars in LA, but there were plenty of supermodels. sometimes they were darting up and down the aisels at the grocery store, looking really scruffy and emaciated, and maybe they were just at the grocery store to longingly gaze at the food, none of which they were allowed to actually eat.