Most days, I like to think that I’m equal parts Julia Roberts in Eat Pray Love and Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. But Sunday, Sunday I was 100 percent Pretty Woman. Except no one kicked me out of their store. Sidebar—I’ve actually never been kicked out of a shop, boutique, grocery establishment or otherwise. And not without trying, mind you. I’ve done some weird shit in the local Walmarts. Some weird shit, indeed. But I think you can get away with almost anything in a Walmart. Even muuuuuurder! Well, as long as you’re white. Already hitting the racial commentary and we’re only in the first paragraph! Looks like this blog post is shapin’ up to be a good one, huh Dad?
I’ve been writing about my summer in LA & I didn’t tell this side of the internet! So now I am. Tell, tell, tell. Tell.