Lea Fritsche
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The Importance of Being... Honest
Today I sat at a coffee shop right next to a couple on a Tinder date. Ugh. It does happen quite a lot. Those Tinder people seem to pop up everywhere. I try not to eavesdrop on whatever people are talking about, but holy shit, is it usually awkward and polite and oh so dull, that I feel close to obligated to activate a fire alarm, so we can just evacuate the entire coffeeshop and maybe save the last part of the human race, who still shares a grain of faith in love and conversations that doesn't make you wanna cut your wrists after five minutes.
By Lea Fritsche5 years ago in Motivation
What 'Normal' People Do
November 2012 I remember standing in a dressing room in Selfridges, sweating and trying on a new top 20 minutes before we had to meet up at Leicester Square station. It was white, flowing and loose, with straps beautifully decorated with rhinestones. Very angelic. It’s funny, I’ve always done that—panic shopping before I had to meet up with a guy, looking for something that would make me feel less ordinary than all the other tank tops I bought before all the other dates. I felt somewhat insecure about my arms, but reminded myself that “guys don’t really care about perfect as long as you get naked.”
By Lea Fritsche5 years ago in Filthy