This is how a friend described me when he first saw how I act in the morning.
I kinda look like a complete lunatic trying to wash my teeth, decide what to wear and drink an orange juice (yes, I’m struggling with a healthy diet) in the same minute. Realizing that I’m late I start running to the door with my shoes in one hand, paper bag, purse and phones in the other.
And because I wanna feel NY like, a cup of latte (although I don’t drink coffee normally, snob! ).