In lieu of my usual Friday feature, I decided today - in honor of this, my 1,500th post - to take you on a 12-stop guided tour down memory lane.
In no particular order, below you'll find the 12* posts I consider to be the best ambassadors for spreading the message(s) of what ASJiNE is all about.
My National Honor Society, if you will.
Enjoy.
- I read this post to remind myself of the anticipation, the romance and the glee of Manhattan memories past.
- Ask any of my friends where I meet most of the men I date, and without hesitation they'll tell you, "on the street." Thus far, one has left me permanently heartbroken while the rest have left me confounded as to why I even stop to take off my headphones anymore. I hope the encounter I described in this post led to a more successful relationship.
- Whenever I start to think, "Georgetown isn't that bad," I hearken back to the day I wrote this post and recalibrate accordingly.
- The post to which I will refer my Mother when the inevitable "You spent how much on those boots?" line of questioning comes up over Thanksgiving dinner.
-Though resoundingly endorsed by the subject herself, this post still doesn't adequately capture the white-buffalo rarity of my friend K's perfect breasts.
- I was so proud when I published this post, because the idea behind it had been brewing in abstract form in the back of my mind for years; even more impressive was that I was able to get it all down in a lunch hour with room to run to and from Cosi for my favorite make-your-own salad.
- This was one of the few posts that had no premeditated beginning, middle and end -- I wrote it completely by instinct and ended up learning a lot about from where my sense of style came during its construction.
- I audibly sigh the title of this post every time I see a photograph of her.
- Now that a few months have passed, I feel comfortable in admitting to you all that what went down in this post *totally* turned me on.
- Whenever someone hurls the "style/fashion/clothes/appearance aren't important" barb at me, I think of these posts, smile to myself, and walk away confident I know something they probably never will.
- Out of a personal attack was borne my favorite post of them all.
*I tried to stick to 10 but just couldn't - my apologies if your lunch hour runs an extra few minutes today
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