Hubris

Sometimes I get a hot new pair of jeans or a really good haircut and experience a sudden surge of confidence that makes me think, man, I’m the type of girl who’s going to make someone verrry lucky someday, but all it takes is an 11 pm snack on the day after Thanksgiving to remind me that actually, I’m the type of girl who can’t eat a piece of pecan pie without getting Karo syrup in her hair.