A collection of shoes that makes other women sigh with envy… A wardrobe by all the right designers… The right circle of interesting friends… My name on insightful articles perfectly crafted to tell you the stories that deserve your attention… I sit here in my apartment with its charming bay window that overlooks a neighborhood grocery store and barbershop in my Manhattan-approved this-season’s-hottest outfit with my barely worn Manolo Blahniks sitting on the floor next to me. My circle of “friends” consists of advertisers, designers,
This part should be the last paragraph before concluding with what her future holds. This is written all wrong. I don’t understand why the author did it this way. If I was Carter, I would have stopped reading within about three sentences and never given the rest of the blog a chance to sway his opinion of her.
