And it's almost eerie how many people come to my blog just because they googled "London Preppy" and I was the one hundredth or so link on the list. I suppose that for all the people who don't get enough of him on his own blog, the little snippets about him on my blog are some sort of consolation prize where their obsession can continue into the wee hours of the night. In fifty years, when little schoolchildren are writing their research papers about LP, I would be considered a secondary source, billed absolutely last in the bibliography section. Perhaps I can learn to live with that.
What I can't live with is the notion that I am some sort of Asian, tan, fat, version of LP from across the pond that harbors the same skeptical outlook on life and rips his writing style with no shame. Alright, the latter might be true, whatever. The former, I assure you, is not. But I suppose that it's my own fault because my inexplicable infatuation drives me to write about him so freaking much on this blog. I might as well be his foil character in the novel that is the universe that is LondonPreppy-dom. Or maybe this was all a clever strategy to increase my hit count dramatically.
So I went to Georgetown today in hopes that I would make it there before Ralph Lauren closes. But Ralph Lauren closes at a ridiculously early hour and I am forced to go to Urban Outfitters instead (big leap, I know) and mingle with the preteens and tourists who are 100% convinced that they are trendy. Then I eat a sandwich at Wisey's with Friend C and we talk about how her parents are obsessed with her getting married and how my parents are extremely liberal because they have said that they would allow me to, "marry a white girl."
I rush across the city to meet with Sister before we go home and I run into her with her group of friends: hot korean guy with lisp, hot white guy with humor, and girl. I end up staring a little to hard at HWGWH, but he smiles back and that is enough to convince me that the love is reciprocated and I am amazed that the acronym I have made for him is a palindrome. Could LP do that? I don't think so.