| | Wow, I haven't used this site for a year and I come back and it's like i never left. I love writing about myself because frankly, I am perfect. I'm aware that my picture looks a little dazed and confused but it's not often that a camera can capture such a rare beauty as mine. I have a brain like Einstein (that's why I look like him in the morning) and a vocabulary so profound that I must disguise it with f#*!ing sailor talk to avoid confusing the commoners. I enjoy numerous bougie activities such as travelling to distant lands and complaining that it's not enough like home, berating the hired help, and stopping to admire my reflection in store windows. I am looking for the same man every other woman is. He must be disgustingly wealthy so that I can maintain the lifestyle I am accustom to. He doesn't have to look like Brad Pitt but if he doesn't we're doing it with the lights off. The only words he needs to know are 'I'm sorry, it was my fault' and 'you're right'. Also, he must like children as I fired my nanny last week. Honestly, I don't understand why I haven't met Mr. Right yet. |