Narcissistic musings, babblings and rants about New York, family, travel, the vagina, food, B-movies and everything else that pertains to life as experienced by a slightly nutty Brooklyn (for the moment) girl.
I have found two gray hairs in as many days. Life is no longer worth living. I am old. I am never going out again. I am staying home to become a Brooklyn spinster with her cats, her garden and her TiVo.
