Desperate for a quickie (the quickie is a break)

see you in early July :)

Hey y’all!

If you’re in NYC then you know it sure doesn’t feel or look like summer outside. As I took the Z into FiDi this morning I admired buildings along the East River shrouded in fog & low hanging clouds. Rather ominous and deeply dreary for mid June.

Hilariously, the gloom is rather reflective of my mental climate. Which is deeply unsexy for a gal who’s chief passion in life is yapping about, researching, and partaking in all things very fucking hot (like next Tuesday’s 100° forecast).

So I’m taking a moment to get my groove back—in other words, waiting for my Lexapro to take effect because, unfortunately that doesn’t happen over night.

Get F*cked will return on July 7th and I’ll tell you all about the blind date I’m going on next weekend. My friend from college is excited to play matchmaker and I’m kind of terrified but ecstatic.

In the meantime, I’m wishing you all an incredibly indulgent start to the summer. The weather will even out, and all of our feral manifestations will come true. I’m banking on it.

In love & lust,

Connie