What's Your Pinch Alter Ego?

A really cute skirt I made myself, my new top, heels that look so good but hurt so bad

Nothing at all. I'm in my element.

Same clothes I was wearing last night. Oops!

Black, black, and black

Something comfortable, I don't care about labels.

“I’m picking up some chocolate undertones, with a woody aftertaste.”

Depends on who I want to be that day

“Those shoes do not go with that bag”

“Don’t move! Do you mind if I take a picture?”

“I wish more people knew the difference between your and you’re”

Impress him with my knowledge about his drink of choice

I won't know if I like him until I find out his favorite book to see if we're compatible.

Invite him to my art show at the gallery this weekend so he can see what I do best.

Fake a spilled drink to get his attention—I’m a great actress

My outfit will do the talking.

Duck with truffle-scented broth, as prepared by a Top Chef

I like the idea of dying when I’m hungry and unfulfilled.

Doesn’t matter, as long as I get to write my own epitaph

Something dramatic—I want to go out with a bang!

A light salad. Just because I’m dying doesn’t mean I don’t want to fit in my clothes.

Starring on Broadway

Somewhere with a bigger closet

Autographing copies at the signing for my third book in L.A.

My name hanging on a wall next to my work at MoMA

With a more distinguished palate