Imma celebrity, go 'head and google me

There was an article about my friends and I today in the dominion post. Epic!

I loved it. They printed all of the smart stuff I said, and none of the stupid dorky stuff. And the picture was really nice- I wasn’t smiling. Serious and horny*, that’s the way to go. I don’t smile in photos because my front teeth are a little crooked (I refused to get braces when I was 14 because I said they were bourgeoisie); and although I maintain my imperfect teeth are cute, that doesn’t mean I want them photographed. Ever.

I’m very excited and I can’t wait to send a copy to my grandma in New York- I haven’t been in the newspaper since I was 15 and there was a large photo of my cleavage accompanied by a small paragraph about how I and my miraculous underage breasts were visiting the UN in the Hague.

One thing that struck me about this whole experience is how easy it is to ‘alert the media’- after the whole fun drama with the girls on the bar, a couple of people suggested I do so. So, I just rang the number on the Dom Post’s website and a nice reporter called Tom Hunt answered who politely listened to my story then allowed me to question him endlessly about how funny it is that a portion of his job is to sit around and answer the phone when randoms call in with things they think are news. A couple of days later, there was a photographer and in interview in my gross student flat, and bang. I’m totally famous now. Lol, jks.

Hopefully a few people see it and are inspired to donate/ bid on what's left of my auction, which should go a little way towards fixing the damage from yesterdays calamity. 

*Kidding. 30 Rock/Jenna quote!


Post script: The title of this blog, is of course, a reference to Teyana Taylor's 2009 smash hit Google Me Baby. A timeless classic that truly encapsulates the spirit of this age.