After getting more lost in Chicago on the way to the new Marc Jacobs store than any of us — including someone who lives here — could have imagined, a man walking in front of us didn’t stop turning around to stare at the four of us and walked crotch-first into a bike rack, bounced off from the force of impact and was in too much pain to form words.
That was my day.
Carlye Wisel: if sarah silverman, stacy london, buster bluth and ari gold had a love child, it would be me.
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