Birthday, boyfriend, messes and dogs | The Fashion Dungjen

Wow. Have I been slacking or what?

Let me bring you up to speed. I am now 21 years old. HURRAH. My birthday was this last Tuesday, June 2.

I spent the day at work and then went to Mac's, a Cincinnati bar, for my first "real" bar scene experience. I put "real" in quotations because I don't drink. Never have, don't have any desire to start. My lovely friend, Ali bought me a Shirley Temple and another good friend of mine, Amanda bought me a slice of pizza. It was great. You can read all about it in this weeks column.

That's the cookie cake Len, the director of student media/News Record adviser bought for me. The stud holding the cake? That's Ali, the one who bought me my Shirley Temple. (In the background is Garrett, sports editor and Crocs wearer. Gross.)

Last weekend I went home to visit Richie, the boyfriend.

We went to the Indians game. Boy bought some good tickets - too bad there was an hour and a half rain delay and we were attacked by bugs. Isn't that how the plague started..?

We didn't do a lot else the entire weekend, which was so good. So, so good. We played with Layla, his dad's new puppy. Layla is the cutest thing you've ever seen. (Although it was kind of sad since my parents just put Oreo, my dog since fifth grade, to sleep.)


My room is currently a huge mess. Obviously. Maybe I'll clean it before Richie shows up on Saturday afternoon. Maybe.

I've been working a lot. Being the boss lady is great, just lots of stuff to do all the time. But, that's OK. Bring it on.

PHOTO BY COULTER LOEB

Here I am with Kareem, TNR managing editor, and that's Len, the birthday-cake buying media adviser, in the background. This is from a recent photo session I was in. Coool!