The Horrible Beauty: My friends like me for me, not because I sing like Pavarotti, or because I'm such a hottie...

My friends like me for me, not because I sing like Pavarotti, or because I'm such a hottie...

Bella: What time are you going to the bar tonight?
Brian: Not sure, after band practice. You?
Bella: Not sure either. I have to shower. I think there's vodka in my hair.
Brian: I love you.
Bella: I know. How could you not?

25 May 2011 • friends vodka conversations

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Tales of a fun-loving, trouble-making anti-ingénue.

It's like "Sex & The City," only without the Manolos. And without the sex.

My name is Bella, short for Horribella. I'm really good at making really bad decisions so you don't have to.

I'll leave it up to you to decide if "The Horrible Beauty" refers to the player or the game.

Some names are changed to protect the guilty. Others aren't, most likely because I'm beyond pissed, drunk, or lazy. Or all of the above.

I welcome you to e-mail me at horribella
@thehorriblebeauty.com. I also welcome you to take me out for sushi and/or vodka drinks.

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