Outing

If you’re a regular reader (hi, Mags, Joon, and Maiden), then you’ve noticed I’ve outed myself. Yes, I know there are crazies on the Internet (heck, the bf and I met online, for crying out loud, so don’t tell me I don’t know from crazy), but it’s been over two years since I started this blog and I still only average four people a day, so I’m kind of not worried.

Plus, I’m Italian. I know how to take someone out.

But the real reason I decided to get rid of the nickname and use my real name is nothing more than pure jealousy, insecurity, and the overwhelming urge to get mad props from perfect strangers.

There is someone else in this country with my exact name (seriously, what are the odds?) getting recognition and I refuse to let her get famous before I do. You might be a talented singer/songwriter with an album and over 42,000 results for you on Google, other Dina, and I may be an anonymous, food-loving, book-reading, New York City-living nobody, but it’s on, girlie. Oh, yes. IT. IS. ON.

 

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