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In this week’s episode of Jazzieland, Jazzie goes all Sex and the City on our behinds to tell us about her Mr. Big [warning: no happy ending as of yet]. In honor of television comparisons, we’ll call Jazzie’s love M and her ex-step daughter K (thank you Gossip Girl inspiration).

Jazzie and M were madly, head over heels in love. He was THE ONE and five years of ecstasy, along with the average nuclear fight blow up, smothered them in their duplex in Hollywood. K was 8 when the lovebirds got together and although she grew up with her mom in a different state, she looked up to Jazzie and their relationship was beyond words. Just the thought of K brought tears to Jazzie’s eyes as she explained their relationship. 

“I was a cheerleader, so she was a cheerleader. I work with art and fashion and one day so will she. M always has to remind me to watch what I say online because K looks up to me and follows what I do.”

Unlike the ironically similar fashion savvy Bradshaw, Jazzie has yet to move forward (or if you’ve seen the movies, get with Big) from the breakup that catastrophically ended at the same time as her mother’s life. Other relationships dull in comparison and five years later no relationship can compare to the one she once knew.

Not 10 seconds after her bottom lip was quivering in an attempt to hold back tears, Jazzie again appeared stone faced and was back to her original fashion monster state .

xoxo lil red

   
Written by the INCREDIBLY talented Sarah Lorsch... my little red.. my "William"...
   whom articulates the crazy storm of my life into this vivid imagery with her perfectly poised words... when we first met, I told her to watch the movie Almost Famous for her "homework". She did. And ever since this amazing aspiring fashion journalist whom will one day be writing for the Purples, Numero's and I.D Magazine's as she articulates artists, such as myself in the most beautiful honest, raw, candid yet em-pathetically  articulated glimpses into our lives... 

    I couldn't feel my heart bursting with more pride than when I read the way Little Red writes about me... she helps me get me even better... I feel honored to be your Pennylane, and your muse to write about my frantic fashion wildfire life that I live in... thank you for loving your trips into Jazzieland Little Red... xx