Leah Marie Brown Quotes & Sayings

I was grinding away to the climactic moan backtrack when I caught my reflection in the club's mirror, hips rotating, booty shaking. Years later, Grace described my smooth moves as a sad epileptic white girl's imitation of a twerk. Harsh. Could anyone look sexy dancing to lyrics that include "Sucky, sucky. Me sucky, sucky"? I don't think so. — Leah Marie Brown

How could I love a man as uptight as Nathan Edwards and still have a raging crush on someone as wicked as Ronnie Radke? Maybe I am an undiagnosed schizophrenic. That's what happened to Jamie Foxx's character in The Soloist. One day, he's a gifted musical student at Julliard, and the next day he's toting his cello through the streets of Los Angeles, disoriented and muttering to himself. "What are you thinking, Vivian?" I drop my hand and look at my best friend. "Nothing." "Vivian?" I grimace. "Do you think I have schizophrenia?" Fanny tosses her pillow at me. "Shut up! — Leah Marie Brown

Following Big Boss Lady's dictate to write about offbeat places in Edinburgh - I found Arkangel and Felon, an eclectic clothing boutique, the Voodoo Rooms, a chic fringe bar with a burlesque show, and Angels with Bagpipes, a bijou wine bar on the Royal Mile. — Leah Marie Brown

If I could have a quart of Haagan Dazs White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle administered to my veins via IV, I swear I would do it. — Leah Marie Brown

My bike seat-sodomized ass has me groaning in pain with every pedal. — Leah Marie Brown

An elliptical machine does not excite me as much as a Gothic novel and a chicken chimichanga. — Leah Marie Brown

This isn't going to be a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am. Luc's a lover. He's going to take it nice and slow. Make me ache for it. — Leah Marie Brown

Noodly: the act of being noodle-like, as in, Vivia drinks one Red Beach and she feels noodly. — Leah Marie Brown

My mother named me Vivia Perpetua because she believed naming me after some long-dead, mostly forgotten saint would motivate me to spend my life collecting unused eyeglasses for the blind or doling out mosquito netting to malaria-plagued Africans. Not that there is anything wrong with those efforts, but please." Vivia in Faking It — Leah Marie Brown

My mum refers to female genitalia as scones. — Leah Marie Brown

If a man can't love you for who you are, he's not worth The Dior Gloss. — Leah Marie Brown

Serendipity works in crazy mysterious ways, doesn't it? I thought I was going to die when Nathan broke our engagement, now here I am on my honeymoon falling in love with another man. — Leah Marie Brown

Veni, vidi, vici. That was easy for Julius Caesar to say; he crossed Italy in a chariot, not on a stupid bike." - Vivia — Leah Marie Brown

I grossly miscalculated the trajectory of his hotness. He was fat, had three chins, and no neck. And he was bald. He looked like a giant toe. — Leah Marie Brown

Last week, Nathan left you at the altar. This week, you are a single woman honeymooning in the south of France. If that's not reclaiming your power, I don't know what is. — Leah Marie Brown

The way she always stared at Leo was kind of disturbing. She twirled a lock of her wavy hair around a finger and batted her long, curly eyelashes at him. Once, in Chem class, Leo's Chap Stick dropped out of his pocket and rolled across the floor without him noticing. Carrie picked it up. Later, I saw her pop the lid off, sniff it, and then rub it over her lips. She had this weird look on her face, a bit like when Buffalo Bill tossed the bottle of Jergens down to his victim in Silence of the Lambs. I half expected her to moan, "It rubs the Chap Stick on its lips. — Leah Marie Brown