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I like ridiculously hot showers. I know it’s not the best thing for my skin but I don’t care – I’m not happy until my skin is bright red.
My dream career would be to work from home as a full-time writer. I hate having to put on khakis and go into an office every morning.
Sometimes when I’m bored I go to Target, buy a coffee from the Starbucks there, and walk up and down the aisles trying to imagine what sorts of people would buy different items.
My ideal home has no grass, lots of windows, and is less than 500 square feet of living space.
I like my men to be a touch on the lazy side because sometimes I want to spend all day Sunday hanging out in bed, and having to justify that is not sexy.
I have no idea how to pick out a ripe melon. I’ve tried thumping, smelling, squeezing and a variety of other “tricks” but nothing ever works so now I just guess.
If I was a character on Sex and The City I would probably be Miranda, even though I would much rather be Carrie.
I’ve never been to Las Vegas, Washington D.C. or California, but I have been to Paris, The Vatican and Scotland.
When I was little I took years of ballet lessons, but quit right before we learned pointe because I was already “too shapely.”
My decorating style has been described in the past as whorehouse chic.
I almost pursued a career as a wedding coordinator, but decided against it for two reasons: I didn’t want to work weekends and didn’t want to deal with bitchy brides.
I don’t really enjoy driving. I’ll do it because I need to get from one place to another but I would much rather take a bus/taxi/subway or ride in someone else’s car. It’s easier to dance along to the radio when you’re the navigator.
I will gladly drink dirty martinis or warm beer, provided I don’t have to drink both on the same night. No thanks, I’ve been down that road before.
My least favorite color is beige. It’s like white that won’t commit to being brown. Way to half-ass it, beige!
I never quite grew out of that it’s-okay-that-my-bedroom-is-trashed phase.
Those paper hangers they give you at the dry cleaners? HATE.
I’m allergic to the artificial fragrances in most laundry detergents. Sometimes when I stay the night with a friend or in a hotel I wake up with a face full of tiny red bumps.
You know how everyone — male and female — thinks Angelina Jolie is super hot? I don’t see it. Give me Britney Spears in that “Womanizer” video any day.
I am militant about taking my make-up off every single night before I go to bed. The trick? Sleeping on expensive, pristine white cotton bedsheets.
I toy with the idea of buying myself a diamond ring. Why should I wait for some dude to get me something I really want?
The smell of honeysuckle makes me want to throw up.
I’ve never seen The Notebook. I’ve read the book and thought it was okay, but I’d rather watch something like School of Rock.
My favorite guilty pleasure? Going to the opera.
It bothers me when people don’t pluck their eyebrows. It makes their faces look so unpolished.
In my mind metrosexual guys are just as bad as teenage girls. Oh your shoes are designer and you own five kinds of hair gel? That’s nice, but it’s not going to help me change this flat tire.

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