a persuasive snob

i admit it. i come clean. i wash my hands of it. i committed a personal cardinal sin.

i let popular culture affect what i decide to read.
and rather than hiding it away in my dirty little closet of chic-flick secrets, i am CONFESSING that....

i watched this:



which made me pick up a re-read of this:



in a world of pinafores and wit,
mme. bookling




i am already regretting the confession.
because i am a snob. i like being a snob.
but if i feign a humble confession, then it becomes charming.






right?
don't answer that.