
I love pasta. I eat mushrooms. And I buy clearance shirts that are actually swim cover-ups. How and why could I fall in love with a shirt that’s not a shirt? That makes me nervous.
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You guysss. I’m looking at the world through Mexican-flavored glasses. I may not definitely do not have the looks, the suave, or the rhythm whatsoever, but I swear I have Mexican flavors in my soul. Mexi-Italian fusion skinny pasta? I’m telling you, it’s gotta be in my soul. I did take salsa lessons once. I [...]
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