so, people are now romanticizing fraud and tax evasion. don’t we ever learn?

to whoever invented the vacuum cleaner: thank you.

kevlar never sounded so good #actii

so, apparently, marriage is sitting down on a sunday night to watch 60 minutes. i did try, though.

casually experiencing tokischa blasting off the speakers at starbucks while grabbing my iced americano at 9am

woah, that camila cabello perf at the vmas was painful to watch.

endorsing #pattilupone

last night, i had the luxury of witnessing lady gaga’s kimmel performance, and all i can say is… i’m grateful to be alive for this. youtu.be/gdzWWkDXkis?si…

a 30-min lyft ride with my driver trying to convince his gf over the phone not to break up with him. This isn’t awkward at all—fun times!

It’s a sunny day in Central Park West, New York City.

A night in SoHo, New York City

hey MTA, is the F in F train short for forever delayed?

people with strollers in the streets: who do you think you are?

and yet here i am, melting in 100-degree weather for the second time this week, waiting on a train that’s already 25 minutes late. talk about a fare increase, MTA

not coachella lineup getting worse each year.

i wonder what’s the point of Chase advertising their product with a nepo baby. what’s exciting about that? where’s the thrill to actually apply for it?

to whoever sprayed poo-pourri in the office bathroom: that is not how it works.

how soon is NOW?

disclaimer: turns out the ‘for you’ page isn’t really for you in public.

pure cinema.