Friends call me Broad.
I live in Philadelphia.
I frequent the diner circuit while trying to make it as a college costume design student.
I make horrible decisions while frequently questioning the world's inefficiency.
I figured I'd document my struggle here.
I live in Philadelphia.
I frequent the diner circuit while trying to make it as a college costume design student.
I make horrible decisions while frequently questioning the world's inefficiency.
I figured I'd document my struggle here.
Posts tagged: PBR
“Aubrey, you’re smelling like the beer.”
“Yeah.”
“Where are you drinking it from?”
“A water bottle in my purse.”
I sleep on the top bunk with rainbow brite sheets. They only thing that could make this better is a boy, a cat, and a beer.
Bottoms up.
The essentials.
Spring break has one of these bad boys with my name on it.
Two of my favorite things. This chic and PBR.
I just want to achieve the status in life where I can get paid for being a bitch, chill with Conan O’Brian, and kick back with a cold one.
