I'd rather be cool than rich.
Turns out I'm neither.
Read my sad farewell to cool in my latest piece for Blunt Moms.
"As I get older I have come to accept certain facts about myself and my life.
I will always panic at the thought of parallel parking, I will always just barely pooch out an A cup, and I will always laugh my ass off at .gifs of people walking into things.
There is one thing I’m having a really tough time with though, and that is the increasingly crystal clear realization that I may not be cool anymore."
Keep on keepin' on here.