My [female heterosexual] boss: You should be a model.
Me: *blushes (you know, without any actual reddening of the skin)* *smiles widely* *covers smile with hand*
Boss: I'm serious! I always look at you and I don't want you to think I'm just staring, but you have a beautiful face. You should be in magazines.
Me: *hasn't taken hand away from face yet* Thank you!
Boss: Why do you seem so surprised?
Me: ...That's just not something I hear often.
Boss: *looks like she's confused* You've never thought about it?
Me: NEVER.
Boss: Well you should! Now get out of here, you're too cute!
I'm keeping my job throughout the school year, at more hours than I originally figured were possible, and my boss thinks I'm hot but isn't hitting on me, so I kind of believe her. And that lady I talked about before compared me to Billie Holiday again today.
I don't know what's going on, but Life, if you can hear me, feel free to send some more of it my way.
Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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I love this! Vogue, here we come!
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