After Lady Gaga’s triumphant hit, every Nooner wanted a bad romance. Why wouldn’t we? The scenario demands great sex and great drama, as well as a promise of great love. I remember when my friends and I surrounded our apartment’s kitchen island and started talking about it. Next thing you know, I’m hit with a bad romance and let me tell ya its not what its cracked up to be. My phone was ringing and ringing like it was Grand Central Station, wait wait that’s another song. Thankfully I was surrounded by shots and tables to dance on to get out my bad romance excess anger. Need less to say even having a tragic love affair demands sartorial choices.
Let’s take a page from our girl, Carrie Bradshaw. Throughout her thirties she was slammed with an on and off again relationship with Mr. Big. It was never easy to deal with but thank god Carrie had a long luxe fur coat to put over every outfit. Oh you thought I was going to say thank god she had her three best friends? Well that’s always good too but that coat is what demands attention and lets face it you can feel better about yourself crying in fur rather than your friends poly blend. Now back to Carrie, even if she looked like shit, with that jacket on she held resemblance to Kate Moss every time she lit a cigarette. Lesson, get a fur jacket. If we had our pick of all the furs in the land, a Nooner prefers a cropped black fur coat in pre and post bad romance times. With that said, we are still fine with the one our grandma passed down to us.
Once you’re in a bad romance, your lover never goes away. There like that drink that you swore never to have again because it got you really drunk and left you with a hangover the whole next day. But they’re you ago again, ordering it the following week. Don’t you ever learn?! Damn the day you spotted him in the crowd with his perfectly product enhanced hair.