Vogue Italia July 2007 |
Hi my name is Natalie and I am your average twenty-something year old.
I am still trying to figure out what it takes to push myself out of this state of mediocrity
and into the realm of chic and creative fulfillment.
and into the realm of chic and creative fulfillment.
I have a bucket list that I add on to –
But only when I know it’s feasible
(because I don’t like to disappoint myself)
But only when I know it’s feasible
(because I don’t like to disappoint myself)
I’m interested in politics and would like to think I can be a young political correspondent like Nicole Lapin –
But my limited knowledge and opinions are really all borrowed from CNN and NPR.
But my limited knowledge and opinions are really all borrowed from CNN and NPR.
I like to think I’m a fashionista like MK and Ash –
But law school stress equates to leggings and a tee that’s more hobo than hobo chic.
But law school stress equates to leggings and a tee that’s more hobo than hobo chic.
I'd like to be an entrepreneur of a successful consignment business like Corri McFadden –
But I've only got a dream and literally a dollar.
But I've only got a dream and literally a dollar.
I practice yoga and would like to think I have the same passion for it like Tara Stiles –
But I only do it to stay in shape because I’m lazy and hate the pains of working out.
But I only do it to stay in shape because I’m lazy and hate the pains of working out.
I juice to detox –
But then I defeat the purpose altogether by drinking coffee right after
(with condense milk, because I’m Vietnamese).
But then I defeat the purpose altogether by drinking coffee right after
(with condense milk, because I’m Vietnamese).
I love wine and feel sophisticated when I drink it –
But I really like beer better so I sometimes drink it in a wine glass for the same effect.
But I really like beer better so I sometimes drink it in a wine glass for the same effect.
I like to imagine I’m sitting outside a quaint café by myself in red lipstick and an Hermès scarf, ordering a butter croissant and a café au lait with a French accent as I blog about my fancy life. . .
But nope, I’m in my apartment eating ramen in my Target tights and tee, blogging about this life.
But nope, I’m in my apartment eating ramen in my Target tights and tee, blogging about this life.
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