It's another night-before-the-test cram session. Naturally, I've been googling images of Chelsea Clinton for the past hour. I want to be this girl - she had fame handed to her without doing a thing, she's making six figures in a top consulting firm, she got a makeover from Donatella Versace. She's hot shit now, and just a few years back she was the dog of the White House. Here are some links to the winning photos.
the original site is in french
her boyfriend looked like Joey from Wings
hangin' out with the old man
Oh, Chelsea. She's lovely, really. Now if only we didn't have the same name, so my curious fascination with her could seem a little less narcissistic. I wasn't googling my own name first, honest.