My Life As A RomCom
So I'm the main character in this epic piece of celluloid mastery. I'm beautiful [well duh!] but quirky, a genius at computers, cooking, writing, singing, interior design... well it's a film so I'm fantastic at everything... but with one endearing quality, I'm clumsy. I'm constantly spilling beverages on attractive men who aren't in the least bit annoyed after they've looked up from their stained item of clothing and seen my fantastically shiny flowing hair... unless it's one of those times you're running for a taxi and you both bump together while going for the door... in which case your hair has neatly curled itself into little ringlets and you have one strand that's flown to your cheek that you'll move away from your face when you decide to share the cab and flirtily smile at each other. I'll decide to go shopping a lot, I don't sensibly get my groceries delivered I will walk to the nearest shop and then buy slightly more i...