City of Likes Quotes

“but motherhood was different. This was a vomit-inducing kind of love. An infinite joy mixed with infinite terror that never seemed to go away.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“There are tons of copycats out there, so in a week every Becky With The Long Hair is going to have this exact shot,” she said. “That’s why it’s important to act fast. You always want to be the first ’grammer to capture whatever the next cultural phenomenon is.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“You mean poor?” I laughed in disbelief. “Speaking of which… maybe if I were actually getting paid for the work I’m doing here, the class divide wouldn’t be so big.” “It’s coming,” Vigo promised. “For real, when am I getting paid?”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Just winging it. My motto for life and eyeliner.” I laughed to myself. She really did have the most corny captions.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“The eventual reckoning with one’s real status in the world.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“But the changes in seasons seemed to bond New Yorkers, and I kind of liked it. It wasn’t just a way to mark the passage of time, but a shared experience that we were all enduring, a common thread. Our crew colonized”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“I let off an awkward laugh. “The truth, Jenna and Hoda, is that nothing that’s documented is real when you think about it. Once the cameras are on, it’s all subjective. I’m lying all the time. We all are. And Daphne was no exception. She wasn’t some superhero. She was a curator. She created a fantasy for women, for moms like you and me”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“I was never fooling you,” she said in a harsh whisper. “You were fooling yourself. You wanted a distraction from your boring life and an escape from your lonely marriage.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“I do care about you!” She reached out for my arm, and I pulled back. “But I care about a lot of people. And you were getting a little intense. I think you might be putting too much weight on what happened between us on the boat.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Daphne didn’t have kids. Of course she didn’t. She didn’t even have a real marriage. All of it was fabricated for financial gain. Being a mom not only opened new doors, it kept her relevant and relatable. OH. MY. GOD. This woman was nuts. She was a complete fucking sociopath and I’d let her commandeer my life.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“wanted to believe Marilyn, but I just couldn’t. It didn’t add up. Or rather, it did. I was paying the price for my misadventure. Daphne was still pissed and wanted to punish me.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“The blighted ovum story was a direct rip-off of Heidi Glick’s share from the Mompire dinner. It was now clear that there was no boundary she wouldn’t cross. No secret too sacred to share with the free world. Predictably, Daphne’s follower count jumped by the hundreds each time I refreshed the page.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“I clicked on her account, noting that her hiatus had lasted all of twenty-five minutes before she posted again with a video of her face trying not to move or blink, like she was one of those living statues you find in Washington Square Park. “I love you like Kanye loves Kanye,”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“and how she was honored to be involved with a company whose ethos and regard for pet welfare mirrored her own. I snarled at “ethos.” Daphne didn’t even know what that word meant. Not only did she not care that I was going through a personal tragedy, she was also selfish enough to take the twenty grand and do”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“was trembling. What was for the best… My dog’s death? I wanted to shake her and make her see how hurtful she was being. But I didn’t want to risk more rejection. So I let it go.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Even if he was still angry, Iliya put that aside and was there for me in my moment of grief. Which only made me cry harder. I didn’t deserve him. I kept crying as I mourned my former dog and my former self.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“What kind of weird Single White Female game are you playing?” Daphne walked straight up to me, ripping a clip-in extension off my head. She was not concerned about the welfare of my family.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“I stood there for a good five minutes trying to understand what had just happened. Part of me wanted her to fuck my brains out while the other part of me wanted never to see her again.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Babe, you know I don’t actually make any of that food, right?” “You don’t?” I stared at her, confused and fading. “Do I look like I can cook? I’m afraid of food!” She laughed. “I have a chef who does all those meals. It’s not even my kitchen! Haven’t you ever zoomed in”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“It was my credit card statement. I steadied my breath as I ripped it open. Of course, Vigo hadn’t paid my balance. Those guys didn’t give a shit about me. I was just a cog in a wheel, useful but replaceable. If I wanted my life to change, I needed to do it myself.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“And that Kip guy? Do you know how many times I’ve seen him in the club with other women? Does your friend not know, or does it not count in your world if there aren’t any pictures to post?”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“was embarrassed that we were rushing out, but I knew that if we didn’t, Iliya was going to lose it. He gave zero fucks what Daphne or any of the people floating around us thought. And he would have no qualms sharing that information with them if given the opportunity.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Where we grew up it was illegal to be Jewish,” Iliya said. “So yeah, we do Christmas even if we don’t do Jesus.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“Daphne had ascended to an enchanted place where everything was handed to her, whereas Marina made it her life’s work to shamelessly scheme and haggle and grab as much as she could take. They were both beasts, but from wildly different animal kingdoms.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“If I didn’t start pulling in more cash, we were going to end up living with Iliya’s mom and her fake Faberge egg collection.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“They need us to break them out of their monotonous, thankless jobs, their fuckedup marriages, their dysfunctional families, and all the depression that comes with age and mounting responsibility.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“But we make it work. Sometimes with chipped gels and only a half hour of cardio— but we get by… I guess what I’m struggling with right now, as I watch my business grow and all these AMAZING opportunities come my way, is balance. Yes, that’s right, balance.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“You see, it’s no longer cool to just have a jewelry line or be an interior decorator,” she said. “Ladies who lunch was our parents’ generation. These are ladies who launch.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“If I had been ten years younger, a guy like that would have been begging to drizzle his cashew dressing all over me,” Barbie lamented. “I know as women we’re not supposed to want to be objectified anymore, but don’t you feel like being invisible is even worse than the alternative?”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes

“When she wasn’t driving her wing mobile, babysitting for us, sexting on Tinder, or lying to her mother that she was still enrolled in nursing school, Marina was hustling. Her most ingenious way of obtaining extra cash was by scheming her way into focus groups for anything from pharmaceuticals to breakfast cereals.”
― Jenny Mollen, City of Likes