Submitted by Chiara who wrote a really long funny email about being an awkward American teen in Paris trying to hit on this young man and barfing while trying to play it cool and smoke cigarettes and drink vodka (a classic!) but I want to talk about myself right now.
Srsly...I know age is relative and everything and so I can't ask you how old old is and get a definitive answer. But maybe having this teen blog is not healthy. This person actually looks like a baby to me. Like he looks so young that I wouldn't even be scared of him making fun of me in the subway, and that says a lot because I am scared of teens. They're always ready to say the meanest thing! And it's always so true. If they were going to mean at me they would say:
"you are no spring chicken"
"your work skirt suit is neither hip nor professional, you look like a secretary at best"
"you are fat by teen standards" then they would all laugh and give high fives
"we are all going to go have fun, drink wine coolers our parents forgot in the basement and lose our virginities with eachother...sorry...you can't come along...you lost that privilege twenty times ago!"
Then they would all walk away feeling sad inside and singing the lyrics to the latest rap music sensation together and I would be none the wiser. None!