I'm Chelsie; a college aged romantic stuck living in the past. I was born 70 years too late. In a past life, I was a 1940s pin-up girl. I've got moxxxxie. Oh, and I go to Penn State & major in economics.
You know how people buy drinks for girls in bars? Why can’t people do that in book stores? Like if I’m looking at a novel in Barnes and Noble and some person walks up to me and strikes up a conversation and offers to buy the book for me there is a lot better chance of that working out in their favor
I’m going to reblog this until it’s a cultural norm.
Lets do it
plus less chance of drugs being slipped into your book