In my many readings, I’ve been introduced to an array of archetypes. One I find particularly gravitational is that of the ‘Girl Friday.’

If we consult our handy-dandy dictionaries, we see a ‘Girl Friday’ is:

1. A helper, especially to a business executive;
2. A ‘go to’ girl;
3. A ‘jack of all trades’ who is capable of doing almost anything.

I am Your Girl Friday! I’ve trained for this; my body is modified to handle it; I am eagerness incarnate. I want to share with you what I have learned – my studies and travels, while massively satisfying, were not frivolous. The toys I’ve acquired, the clothes I’ve clawed, the tips I’ve noted in my dear little diary have been artfully assembled in/on one Zooey-sized package.

I know what you are looking for and I want to give it to you. I want to be your ‘go-to’ girl for anything and everything. And maybe…just maybe…you could explore the world through me?

A world in which I have given up.

I’ve given up the forced-traditional, overly-expected, boring-et-blasé, languid language, and confinement in all forms (non-BDSM related). I’ve taken up fun and finally come to terms with my hedonism. I’m unapologetically in love all the time and constantly wanting to give it out. And I am so very American because I honestly believe I can do anything.

A world inspired.

I am the girl you hole up with for sleepless nights of records, art books, sketchpads, nudey mags – & for us Californians – mother Mary Jane.

I am the girl you stare into and the girl who stares right back.

I am the girl who can always point out Polaris…Orion, Taurus, the Big & Litter Dippers, and so.

And I’d really love to meet you. Feel free to call me, Zo.