Greetings From Sea Level

I'm writing to you from L.A, Marina Del Rey to be precise. It's been a while since I've been to sea level. It's HUMID here. I live 5000 ft. up in the driest air ever. And I've just about gotten used to it so this feels damp to me. My hair is flat.

Hotels bring out my inner germ-o-phobe. I hate 'em. I know friends like MissThany and Missy Shell love hotels, right? Not me. I always end up sleeping in a tight ball because I don't like putting my feet down in the bed. Creeps me out. And no walking barefoot on the carpet.

Just a little something about me maybe you didn't know.