There have been few posts lately. I've been busy- in a good way. 2009ing. So, today I caught a good 15 minutes of this "show" called The City with some bitch from Laguna Hills or whatever. Apparently she "moved" to NYC to "work" for DVF. I am livid.
There are girls watching this bullshit who now think that it's possible to:
A. acquire job working for a major designer simply by jumping on a plane, walking into the office, and saying "and stuff..." at least 5 times.
B. secure attractive accent-clad man by walking into a bar where his "band" is playing wearing some braids and a slutty dress.
C. somehow convince said accent-clad man with no job to find a one-bedroom apartment for you in Gramercy while you are "working"
D. afford fabulous one bedroom 1200 sq ft apartment on the 30th floor of a secured elevator building on the salary of a PR assistant.
MTV- I will shove my financially unstable, H&M wearing, fabulous foot up your ASS
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