The foolery floating past me & the bumblings of my brain
Stand-up comedy junkie, geek, and closet romantic. Introspectively sexy. Flyyer than your girlfriend, fresher than your crew. 'Bougie', 'siddity', and generally okay with that. But sometimes, I just wanna do hoodrat stuff with my friends. My richness consists not in the extent of my possessions, but in the fewness of my wants. And all I want is simplicity and success. And maybe some more shoes.
Guess who got Photoshopped out?
Just a little ninja update: People seem to be under the impression I also didn’t notice the woman in the back. I did. I just don’t know her name (Hilary has a bit more name recognition).
What newspaper is this? And why?
If any of my followers know enough Hebrew to translate, or can point me to a translation, I’d appreciate it.