I think any of my friends (yeah, all two of you) who read this awful thing already know that I'm absolutely out of my mind, so I have no qualms whatsoever about this post! I watched the pilot and the second episode (about Paris, so obviously I loved it because I'm a sentimental weirdo) of the new show Pan Am, and remembered two things: first, how obsessed I am with vintage things and classic photographs, and second, how much I want to be an airline flight attendant. I guess they called them stewardesses back then, but I am far more politically correct and would never do such a thing (JK I would). So without further ado, my new life goal - since apparently The Real World doesn't want to cast me. Those assholes.
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