FYMTQ: Sara Zucker

Meet Tumblr Sara Zucker. It only takes two beers to get her wasted, like many of her generation she's afraid of capitalization and when I sincerely complimented a photo of her wearing a black beret by saying it made her look Orthodox, she replied, "christ, way to make a girl feel suicidal."

Following Young Manhattanite Tumblr Questionnaire

What's your background?
jewish american princess from long island rebelling against the confines of "the man" by wearing ripped jeans and studying to become a museum archivist/librarian.

Why are you following us?
ever since rosie o'donnell stopped posting those videoblogs of hers, i've been looking for a quick fix of internet entertainment. don't worry, i'll unfollow you in a few days.

What era, day or event in blogging history would you like to re-live?
when i went out with a guy from jdate who turned out not to have been jewish. wait, you said "re-live"? weird, i thought you meant "kill yourself".

Who do you consider to be the greatest blogger of all-time?
mo rocca; if i had pockets sewn into the skirt i am currently wearing, i would put him in one of them.

What's your blogging motto?
i'll show you mine if you show me yours.

Describe that low moment when you thought you just might have to leave blogging for good.
i haven't had such a moment yet, but i suppose now that i've admitted it, i'll have mine tomorrow.

What was the last thing you read on Gothamist?
how to dress like brooklyn, because i love when the new york times generalizes hipster culture; they're usually correct on all accounts.

If you could change one thing about blogging, what would it be?
the constant need for acceptance, although it is something that i myself may not be able to squelch. i love to be loved, don't you, julia allison?

What was your best or most expensive medication experience just after midnight on a summer Saturday?
calamine lotion to nurse my poison ivy outbreak after a bonfire at camp eisner in eighth grade. i'm sorry, that's not a very exciting story.

Would you consider dating one of us, only for 24 hours, if it meant the opportunity to meet the lowest branches of New York's reblogosphere?
sure, why not? i always have a craving for steak and fake conversation.