While making out with Bruno Mars last night, it hit me, I have an obsession with food. I turned to Bruno Starry Eyes Mars, my name for him, and stared straight into his eyes and said, "Baby, I'm hungry". Bruno eased my famish body and said, "Don't worry, Coco, our buddy, Thomas Keller, is in the kitchen now preparing a feast for us". Life at that moment was complete; I had Bruno in my arms and I was about to have Keller in my tummy.
I pulled out my iPhone 8S+, the one Steve Jobs left me in his will along with the words “Coco, you are the only one that can follow in my footsteps, please, take this futuristic iPhone, which included a custom mother-of-pearl engraving labeled, "Coco Zaza", and change the world [by creating a global company with a closed ecosystem which will lock consumers into your company forever (i.e Apple)]“, and I placed a call.
Although this fantasy, may or may not be my reality, continuing with my schoolgirl themed outfits, attitude and daydreams, I can't help but remember when I was in high school and totally into musicians, or generally, anyone that played groovy music, was into groovy tunes and understood what hifi was. Back in high school, when I first started really getting into house music and understanding its complexities, Soul Clap and Wolf + Lamb were my jam. If you could school me on a new podcast that I missed, then we were probably making out at the movies.
All of this music infatuation now leads me to my wish, amongst all wishes- I wish Bruno Mars was my boyfriend and I wish TK was my personal chef. I thought about writing more, but there just doesn't need to be an explanation here. Bruno's perfect. I'd catch a grenade for you. Throw my hand on a blade for you. I'd jump in front of a train for you. You know I'd do anything for you. Did I just quote your own lyrics to you, Bruno?
Please be mine. I love all of your songs and I even sing and dance to them by myself in my car, while everyone doing a drive-by thinks that I have an advanced stage of tourettes; but I do it for you. Treasure, that is what you are. Honey, you're my golden star. You know you can make my wish come true. If you let me treasure you. Yes, I just quoted you again.
Coco wears a Banana Republic Tweed Blazer, Brooks Brothers Ruffle White Collared Shirt, Forever 21 Pleated Camel Skirt, Nine West Booties, Italian Suede Heart Belt and Italian Bag (both acquired during my adventures in Italy), Grandmother's Pearl Ring, Forever 21 Decorative Ring and cuff.