I wish I was you, so I could be friends with me.

Accepting FRIEND applications.  Apply within.  I am so blessed with my current friend squad.  I have lived in LA for 12 years and making (quality) friends in this city is the hardest part of living here.  First of all, everyone is selfish.  Second, everyone is crazy.  Unfortunately for my friends, I am both!  But unlike all the other superficial Felicia's here, I will do anything for my friends.  That includes: going to The Grove on a weekend, hungover hikes at Runyon, and doing airport pick-ups and drop-offs.  I love my friends because we don't judge (each other), we laugh a lot,  and it's really nice splitting rounds of drinks.

There are a few stipulations to being my friend... 

  1. You have to be able to take a good picture... of me.  Not one of those THOT's who takes a single picture and says "You look great"...  -My eyes are closed and it looks like I'm having an epileptic seizure...Take More!!  -And Duh, YES I want flash!!!
  2.  Handle your alcohol.  I am nobody's babysitter!  If you are passed out in a ditch, I will leave you there.  And be able to drink without ice cubes or chasers...sometimes I just have the essentials...so you can either suck it up [and take the warm shot with a chewing gum "chaser"], or watch me get drunk...your choice!
  3. Lastly, you can not take offense when I bail.  Lets face it, we are an intense group of people with a lot of personality... and sometimes I need some "me time".  I love you guys, but I also love The Real Housewives and my bed. 

While I undergo the interview portion of this incredible opportunity for you, I will be serving squad goals with Jordan Barrett and Dear Friend with this sick shirt.  Check out their line at www.dearfriendco.com.