I Am A Hypocrite
Awesome thing! Waking up to snowfall. (A pittance, but I’ll take it.) Not-so-awesome thing! Waking up to single digit temperatures. (Well, it “feels like” 8 degrees according to Weather.com. I don’t care if it’s actually 19. It feels fucking cold!) Friday I fly home to warm and sunny southern California for an extended Christmas break. Hallelujah! The East Coast can keep its frigid weather, thanks.
Anyway, welcome to Day 2 of Teen JJ week. Yesterday I showed you the literary contents of Teen JJ’s head. Today I will show you the artistic contents of Teen JJ’s head and reveal to all of you that I’m actually a horrible, horrible hypocrite.
I’m infamous around my office (and probably on Twitter) for my abhorrence of both paranormals and books with FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELINGS. But this was not always the case, as you will soon discover.
From age 12 to, well…now, I was obsessed (and I mean obsessed) with Sailor Moon, which I affectionately refer to as my “gateway anime”. I loved every possible thing about this girliest of girly animes: the sparkly magical powers, the friendships, and of course, the most epic of love-across-times-and-past-lives romance between Usagi and Mamoru.










