About: PR gal in my twenties. As soon as I figured out what I wanted to be when I grew up it became obsolete. Instead of writing for a newspaper I get to write here.
My job is exciting and wonderful but exhausting at times, and when I do have the energy to remove my rear from the couch, I enjoy drinking all the wines, shopping for thousands of identical cardigans and striped items, cheering for the Alabama Crimson Tide, chasing after my insane English Bulldog, Denny, singing and dancing along with the Avett Brothers, and having as much fun as possible with my friends and family. Sometimes I think about exercising. And then I grab a bag of chips.
GET AT ME
I just saw this picture on my TwitPics from New Year’s Day and laughed out loud. This is me, leaned all the way back in Sister’s front seat, with the world’s largest white tee and sweatpants on, playing on my phone alongside Annalee as we swapped stories from NYE. I am notorious for starting my year on Jan. 1 with one of my worst hangovers of the year ( due to my overwhelming love of champagne) and this year was no exception.