snarky los angeles blogger clowns world. mostly shoes.

while standing outside of williams and sonoma, a teenage male asked me out.  i said no thanks.  and he said, “what’s  your problem?  whatchoo don’t think i can buy you a coke?” as though that would make a difference.  i walked away.  his friends booed me, violently.  he then yelled at me, “i can buy you a fucking coke bitch!”