The profoundly deep thoughts of a renegade ex debutante.
If you are seeking tutorials on gardening, weaving your own towels, recipes for pot roast, or advice on keeping your toddler from eating glue, there is NOTHING for you here. I can barely hold a job much less teach you to knit. But if you’re down for a rollercoaster ride of tales from a wayward former debutante whose decision making skills are suspect, stay tuned. I have mastered the art of screwing up and standing out.
THE DEB DIARY
