Meet Margot. She's quirky and sexy but isn't doing it on purpose. She owns a boutique in Soho that sells vintage label clothing exclusively pre-owned by the wives, mistresses and groupies of rock bands touring from 1967-1982. She went to boarding school but she didn't tell you that. You just heard it. She was on the equestrian team but her parents sold her horse when she went off to Bryn Mawr. Wes Anderson is her Godfather, but don't make a big deal out of it. She always has the best clothes and is thin as a rail but she swears she hasn't done coke since college (don't ask about adderall). Margot knows all the right people, and tends to date musicians of course (dont make a big deal about it). She'll end up marrying a hot hedge fund manager who thinks her quirk is adorable but will then cheat on her with an intern. You think Margot is impossibly cool, and she thinks you're adorable for that. She's a Sagittarius.
Meet Elizabeth. She has a giant Goldendoodle, Charles, whose exuberance for life can be endearing for some, but downright dangerous for others. Upon greeting newcomers to her home, Charles immediately jumps up to lick their faces - sometimes springing up into the air and crashing into their nose.
She goes into the pool restroom barefoot. She worked a stint in the infant room at a daycare center and was completely unphased by the diaper changing and poop getting on her fingers. Bodily fluids do not bother Judes, regardless of whether they come from human or animal.
Now that she's in her thirties, and still single, she finds it a bit harder to endure her romantic ideals but she will not give up hope! Surely there is a gorgeous man out there who loves to talk about his feelings, monogamy, loves to buy little presents for no reason, would totally get her sense of humor,
