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Lifestyles of the Poor and Not-So Famous PDF Print E-mail
Written by Veronica   
ImageI eye my Trader Joe’s meatless meatball supper with loathing.  If I were an eight-year-old still living at home, I might protest with a whine, “Meatless meatballs, again?”
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Pizzeria Mozza: Where the Brightest Stars Are PDF Print E-mail
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As I ease the silk jade dress over my head, I feel a rush of giddy excitement.  The fabric is sleek against my freshly washed skin, and when I turn to examine myself in the mirror, I am pleased to see that the garment caresses the curves of my nonexistant hips and chest just as well as it did in the store’s dressing room. 

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My McDreamy In-flight Fantasy PDF Print E-mail
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I notice his attractiveness before I realize who he is.  His boyish dark hair, his sturdy jaw line and his twinkling eyes tease me from across the gate at the Monterey Airport.  Dressed in a navy blue v-necked sweater and exquisitely-fitting jeans, he is practically perfect in every way.  It takes me a moment for the recognition to hit.

He isn’t just practically perfect; he is perfect -- he’s Patrick Dempsey.  At my gate.  On my flight back to LAX.

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About Veronica

When nine-year-old Veronica’s 5th grade teacher asked her where she saw herself in twenty years, Veronica proudly declared her desire to be a journalist working for the San Francisco Chronicle.  Flash-forward fifteen years.  Veronica didn’t major in journalism, even though she went to Northwestern University; only moved 40 miles north of her hometown of Newport Beach, California, as opposed to 400 miles to San Francisco; and spends more time reading scripts than reading the newspaper.  Course that doesn’t keep her from dreaming that she will one day be able to call herself a “writer.”  When Veronica is not fantasizing about her future life, she enjoys eating out at fancy schmancy restaurants that she can’t afford, reviewing them on www.yelp.com, exercising like a masochist on speed, and spending time with her friends, family, and laptop, Lucy.

 

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