An Interview With My Best Friend

This week I figured I’d let someone else do the work for me. She is fierce, fabulous and made of tin….she is my closest friend…

….she’s a trash can!


well, not really… but close. This week is a small interview with my best friend: Christina!

B: How did we meet?

C: Is it bad that I genuinely don’t remember the first time we actually met? I feel like it was in passing in a hallway. What I DO remember is meeting for a coffee or dinner one day and after another friend bailed we bonded over our shared distaste for… Well, people. Or am I totally off? Lol memory is not one of my strengths.


B: Favorite memory together?

C: We have so many awesome memories together. It feels like I could pick anytime we went out to a club or just hung out and went for a drive. Two that come to my mind right away is the time we went for a drive with Karim and Fady because we were all trying to procrastinate. Another is when we recently staked out a neighborhood for a good 30 minutes because there were a million firetrucks around and we wanted the tea.


B: Favorite thing to do together?

C: Drive around, blast music and just talk about whatever. You’re also a great person to party with, obvs. And watching YouTube videos of trash people or drag queens is fun too.


B: Do you have any hobbies or special skills?

C: Lol I mean, I am a queen in general so take ur pick amirite. One special skill that is specific to me is my keen ability to spend money I don’t have haha.


B: What do you like about me?

C: Nothing. Next question. Just kidding. You’re funny, straight-forward, and in general, a really supportive friend. You never fail to make me feel like I’m important in your life, and I think it’s hard to find people like that? Also, we like the same garbage.


B: What’s your least favourite thing about me?

C: You’re not an overly generous billionaire. You didn’t like sushi for like, the first 3 years that I’ve known you. You think my UGGs are trash.


B: That’s because they are… and if I had more than a dime to my name I’d share. Anyways, who are three of your female heroes?

C: Amy Poehler, Emilia Clarke, and Banks. I feel like I’m missing some very obvious candidates but whatever. All women are great. (Except you Melania and Ivanka, don’t get it twisted)


B: When you were little what did you want to grow up to be?

C: Hahahahahahah. A singer.


B: Jeans vs leggings?

C: Jorts

2015-06-13 13.01.41_preview.jpeg

B: Really? I expected you to say “Jeggings” haha. But in all honesty, why are you so amazing?



B: so you think you are amazing then?

There you have it, an in-depth, revealing interview with my best friend. So glad we bonded over our failed friendship with someone else <3


A Note to my Mom

Why hello there birth giver, this one’s for you.
To start off thank you for being my number 1 fan about this blog thing, it makes it a lot easier when at least one person likes what you are doing with your spare time. (you know aside from netflix, everyone agrees with netflix) Thank you for supporting me, I know I make a lot of mistakes, (and trust me there are many more where that came from) but knowing you’ll love me even if I disappoint you helps me push through. Thank you for allowing me to follow my dreams, not everyone gets parents who will allow their kids to make what they want out of life, but you have and I hope I have made you proud. Thank you for loving me unconditionally because despite any fights that we have I know I can count on you. Oh and even if I don’t show it I love you too. I’m sorry for all the times I make you worry about my questionable decisions, I promise that when I thought about them, they all seemed like great ideas. Thank you for thinking I am great even when I doubt myself, but also grounding me when I act like an ass. Thank you for being my best friend because even when the rest of the world gets me down I have you to call and complain about it to. Thank you for reading this whole thing despite the fact that we are not mushy people. Sometimes it just needs to be said.
I love you mum. <3