Mmmmmyeeess?
Music is food. Words are food. Beauty is food. And food is food. OM NOM NOM.
I don’t know which I want more: those sunnies, or Aubrey Plaza/Janet Snakehole as my best friend. We’d go out and order obnoxiously-named cocktails at stupidly expensive bars and judge the people there loudly and ruthlessly, and always with a totally straight face.
