The first post I ever published on this blog was an introduction, it was written 22 months ago, just a few weeks after moving to New York.
It’s been a minute and my time here has come to a close, so let's try this again...
Hi, my name is Kate. I am 31 years old, although by looks alone I am constantly being mistaken for much younger. I'll accept this blessing for as long as aging remains kind to me.
I am a textbook Leo, guilty of both positive and negative attributes: loyal, generous and creative; but also proud, vain and stubborn as fuck. I require at least a small spotlight at all times—fortunately I am charming yet gracious enough to accomplish this.
I am left-handed and whole-brained, somehow I am logically sound and still imaginative at the same time. Go figure. I believe I am an extroverted introvert, a good girl who does baaaaaaaad things (that’s up for interpretation) and a low-maintenance soul with a high-maintenance exterior upkeep.
I’ve only been in love once, it lasted an entire decade+ of my adult life. At the end of of that relationship my heart broke so badly that I believe there are pieces I will never recover. In result I am a little jaded, extremely guarded and hesitant when it comes to feelings in general. Despite my past I still believe I’ll fall in love again, with a man who has a good smile (and heart), the ability to make me laugh and who provides mind-blowing D (amongst many other things).
I’ve come to trust that the course of events in my life have been predetermined by particular timing of which I have absolutely zero control over. So I tend to care less when small things don’t go right, when plans go all fucking wrong and when nothing is going my way. I’ll get to where I need to be—when I get there, and I’ll cross paths with who I’m supposed to—when I do. If that makes any sense… I guess that’s called faith, right? I have a shit ton (on most days). It's brought me this far.
I can’t stay still to a good beat. I require coffee on an everyday basis, regardless of what time I actually wake up. I enjoy wandering without a destination. I believe sunset is the best time of day. I can survive off a wardrobe filled with plaid, chambray and army green. I’m blind as fuck but I have an excellent eye for design. I will go deaf one day and I will blame it all on Trap music and noise-canceling headphones. I’m a sucker for a good haircut and a man who pays proper attention. I have a Drake line reserved for almost any type of occasion in life. I don’t always know what I want, but I almost always know what I don’t.
I’m still a self-proclaimed queen with a crown (that be down for whatever).
I have no idea WTF I am doing in here, but you can see my tattoos so fuckit. Photo by Chaz Cruz