people,anxiety….glasses on, breate, smile go .

My taxi cab smells like a skunk, or really stank weed t I think is skunk. Dear god, do not let me step out of this cab smelling like it, I’m on my way to LG Fashion Week . Yesterday I was more into it, now it feels like work. I AM actually working, that’s probably why. But, honestly… I wanna stay there all day and be tired of sooooo many fashion shows. I always wanted that.
I’m wearing hot pink tights and jazz shoes aka saddle shoes.
We’re here. Oh god, here we go again.

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