I was dependent on women from an early age.
This print has been hanging over our TV for decades. I used to stare at this women for hours. Since it was painted by Marc Chagall, I assume that this woman is supposed to be a Russian Jewish woman with dark hair and big, round breasts, probably very similar to that of… holy s**t!
WTF am I doing in this photo?
When Sophia first saw me trying to use a coupon at Olive Garden, she asked me, “Is your whole family so frugal?” I told her that our couch was wrapped in plastic for decades (see the couch in the first photo), so today it is still in perfect condition. The lamp is the original, too.  Does Architectural Digest ever make it to Queens?
