Oh hi hello there. I'm Mallory Blair. I am a 23-year-old New Yorker, spending most of my time making Small Girls PR run.
Before landing on this page, you and I were only separated by a mere three degrees. Now we can be one on the web. That's not the definition of technological singularity but it should be.
With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will be some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!
Before landing on this page, you and I were only separated by a mere three degrees. Now we can be one on the web. That's not the definition of technological singularity but it should be.
With this tumblog, I promise kittens and balls of yarn for the kittens to play with. There will be some making out and a lot of hand-holding. I hope that when you are lonely and lost on the outmost corners of the interweb, you can come here and find yrself and feel the good vibrations. You are special and no one can touch that!
Your Pal Mal
Last night I swung by Black & White to eat countless tiny cupcakes from Baked By Melissa and wish Mallory Blair a very happy coming of age. When I left, Mallory was standing on a banquette, holding a drink in one hand with a slice of pizza in the other and screaming Phoenix lyrics in between bites. I’m pretty sure that’s exactly how everyone should celebrate their 21st… This photo of us torturing Mallory at Paper Magazine’s 25th Anniversary was taken by Nicky Digital.
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