NY Transplant
My blogs
| Gender | Female |
|---|---|
| Industry | Arts |
| Location | Los Angeles, CA, United States |
| Introduction | I once was a happy New Yorker...then I defected to Los Angeles. GUYS: It's weird here. |
| Interests | Lounging on street mattresses in the West Village, shoe-making, beat-boxing, swinging, eating giant pieces of fruit, farmer's markets, flea markets, writing, reading, sleeping, running charades, breakfast sandwiches, dreaming about bagels and NYC pizza, Skyping with the fam back East |
| Favorite movies | Annie Hall, Amelie (laughed for days at the traveling gnome), Arrested Development (positive thinking), Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (Gene Wilder version), Kiss Kiss Bang Bang |
| Favorite music | The Boss, This American Life (not music, but it is on the radio!), Michael Jackson R.I.P., MGMT (trying to be current/hip), The Fabulous Entourage (trying to be loyal), I'm open to suggestions... |
| Favorite books | Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho, Black Swan Green by David Mitchell, The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry |
Your superpower is that you smell like dandelions whenever someone lies. How will you maintain your secret identity?
First off, this is a dumb question. I smell like dandelions- meaning I emit the odor of dandelions- when OTHER people lie? This isn't a superpower. It's a massive liability. You could get yourself in some serious trouble if word got out, not to mention the countless awkward moments that are sure to ensue over insignificant little white lies. Still, the answer is easy. Weedkiller.