Today at the Conde Nast cafeteria I ran into an old friend. He introduced me to some leggy blonde who does PR at Teen Vogue(god help her). We all got on line for the stir-fry. Teen Vogue Pr ordered carrot sticks...and...wait for it HOT SAUCE. And that was it. True Story. She turned to me and said "I just don't get hungry." An excess amount of cocaine or anorexia? Or both?
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I spent several weeks working at 4 Times Square and one morning found 2 girls clinging to their sticks like they were going out of fashion. The hot sauce is a new twist however.
Added you to my collection of insiders. Glad to have you in the club.
I should hope it's only bad taste, but I wouldn't blink an eye at anorexia.
Love love love your blog.
A little of this, a little of that :)
How on earth do you live in New York and not get hungry? I was hungry all the TIME when I lived there!
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