I genuinely have the worst moves ever. Here's how you can, too!
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Nick and I put our shoes on in the foyer and I asked him if I could sleep over because the thought of sleeping next to him was nicer than sleeping alone.
Articles about fathers almost never seem to focus on them as a primary caregiver, and instead we just pick on dads for having bad taste in footwear (support your arches, you idiot), ugly eyeglasses, and unsightly cars. Let me tell you about embarrassing.
Did you guys know I've gained a little weight lately? No? Well, everyone on 5th avenue does.