Is she?
July 29, 2001I first noticed her brown wiry curls and leathery skin. She’d clearly been in the sun too long. her belt buckle was the size of a credit card. Her jeans looked like they’d walked out of the 80s. She was wearing a fuzzy black tanktop and no bra.
“Is she a hooker?” Lisaann asked.
–Dresden Room, Los Feliz
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
