"The autumn chill," I said. "The sidewalk. The warm pubs that serve good beer." I thought some more. "The lights. The monuments. The buildings. The genius that went into creating it all. Maintaining it all. Making it all available to people like you and me who didn’t do anything to deserve it." I paused. "But we get it. All of it."
Good morning, Brooklyn.
Like a boss. #WildTurkeyDay
I have about a thousand tabs open, but I don’t have the commitment to read any of them.
This is good and all, but let’s be serious: that jacket won’t button even if he tries. Is this a women’s blazer? What are we even doing here.
This made me elle-oh-elle.