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Oh hello. I am Christina. I'm 26. My favorite things are: writing love on my arms, watching movies, laughing, baking brownies, mac 'n' cheese, taking road trips, Disney, writing, playing Guitar Hero and DDR, milk and cookies, smiling, Audrey Hepburn movies, singing Beatles songs, cheering for the Dallas Cowboys, playing board and card games, reading books, watching General Hospital, dancing, and, most importantly, spending time with my friends.

Quote of the Moment:
“I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it's the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It's probably the most important thing in a person.” - Audrey Hepburn

Mood: i'm good.
Music: pretending.




Sunday, June 20, 2010
two dolla' hooker.

hoe yeah i was a hooker. i dressed up as a prostitute for a photo for the newspaper. i was on the front page dressed as cheap ass hoe fo sho. it was funny. i laughed my ass off.

jimmy was doing a story on prostitution and we needed a photo to go with it. unfortunately we can't photograph real prostitutes cause, you know, we'd be identifying them and they could get arrested and stuff. so jimmy talked to michael about photos and michael suggested dressing me up as a prostitute. it was just a joke, but then jimmy got on the bandwagon and eventually i ended up dressed as a lady of the evening... though my photo shoot happened during the daylight hours.

on thursday, i went home and changed into black heels, a short black skirt that barely covered my booty, a sheer white tank top with a black bra underneath and i rolled the tank up so my belly showed. the photo is of me on the highway bending over into jimmy's passenger side window "soliciting him." you can't see my face cause i let my hair hang down. that was the only way i'd do it -- if my face wasn't shown.

anyway, the photo was our lead image on friday's front page. i thought it was hilarious. you take the most virginal girl in the newsroom and trash her up good.