i make no apologies

Who writes this shit anyway?  

Great question.  There are actually two masterminds behind this blog, B & E. B & E have been friends since college, and have maintained their friendship despite different time zones, different states, different points of view on how early is too early to start drinking and no less than 500 miles between them for the past 4 years.  They share in common a love for sparkly things, tiny purses, Norge men and not judging the other for their actions, thoughts, and comments.

Who’s B? 

B is clinging to her twenty-somethings after wanting to crawl in a hole at 25 because she hadn’t accomplished enough. After the “I should’ve done this, that & them”s, she decided to take a page from Carrie Bradshaw and stop “shoulding” all over herself.

She finds joy in overpriced lattes, tromping around in E’s high heels and borrowing her clutches.  She texts in the shower, but they’re usually not steamy. The texts, that is. Drinking Coors Light is the only way B (knowingly) contributes to Republican interests.  She swears like a sailor, moves like a gypsy and doesn’t eat meat. Not even bacon.

Who’s E?

E is a twenty-something girl who was stupid enough to go back to school for her second degree.  She has spent the last year and a half traveling for her  previous job, and is happy to not be living out of a suitcase or the random hotel.

In between memorizing the bones of the body and praying she gets into nursing school, E spends her time waitressing, frequenting used bookstores, and obsessing over Chuck and Blair’s relationship.  E is quite sure if you were to cut her open, she’d bleed Diet Coke, stress, and hope.