People Who Make No Noise Are Dangerous
This is my Blogary. As a wee one, I sporadically wrote in diaries. Now, even though I'm still a wee one (in my mind), there is the Internets, and so was born my blogary. It started with www.prncessmik.blogspot.com, but then, one fateful day in 2007, I discovered tumblr. The rest, my friends, is history.
Res Ipsa Loquitor.
I am a Family Law/Matrimonial Attorney, living in NYC. I am infamous (in my own world) for my impersonations. Those include, but are not limited to, Marge Simpson & Marisa Tomei's character in My Cousin Vinny.
My passion for animals is a big part of what defines me. So is my passion for handbags and shoes.
Most of the things that I enjoy are bad for me.
I am fun and usually very nice.
"Small is good. My powers slip through the cracks."
Res Ipsa Loquitor.
I am a Family Law/Matrimonial Attorney, living in NYC. I am infamous (in my own world) for my impersonations. Those include, but are not limited to, Marge Simpson & Marisa Tomei's character in My Cousin Vinny.
My passion for animals is a big part of what defines me. So is my passion for handbags and shoes.
Most of the things that I enjoy are bad for me.
I am fun and usually very nice.
"Small is good. My powers slip through the cracks."
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I Broke in My Purple Clogs
Every time I wear new/newish shoes, the only thought going through my mind (other than “owie a new blister”) is that line from Clueless where Mel Horowitz, Cher’s father, asks Cher what she did in school that day.
Cher’s reply, “I broke in my purple clogs.”
Every. Time.
Also, if I’m wearing a pair that are making me wince, I think of that episode of Friends where Monica is wearing this gorgeous pair of new boots and they’re killing her, but she doesn’t care because they’re hot, and at the end of the day, she removes said boots and utters a phrase that I have actually said quite a few times in my own life,
“There is blood in my boots.”
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