the lovechild of dorothy parker and oscar wilde
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| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Arts |
| Occupation | professional perfectionist |
| Location | Bangladesh |
| Introduction | i was found in a box of oranges being delivered on a train. i befriended a green crocodile named Gena, with whom i shared many adventures. we spent our childhood helping children make friends, our adolescence encouraging teens to be true to themselves and our 20's defending our friendship and demanding respect for our peers from the generation above us then realizing they probably don't deserve it. we bravely hopped on the blue wagon and rode off into the sunset, awaiting our next adventure. :) |
| Interests | my dhol, beautiful things especially in unexpected places, books, writing short stories, reading, surprises and coffee. i love surprises and coffee! i seek the under-appreciated and love being moved by a great Pissarro or Chagall. |
| Favorite movies | fight club, anything jim carrey, tommy boy, garden state, any audrey hepburn movie. |
| Favorite music | a well-versed line or riff in a song that changes everything |
| Favorite books | the great gatsby, the beautiful and the damned, the bell jar, the picture of dorian gray, anything zelda fitzgerald, f.scott fitzgerald, dorothy parker, oscar wilde, zora neale hurston, toni morrison, chekov, tolstoy, etc. |
Lionesses have no manes. How do they know when they've grown up?
There once was a bald frog who wore a wig. He looked stupid. Poor frog.

