So I am flipping through one of my photo books with my mom in the room. I see my bias and I of course squeal every time, it does not matter how many times I flip through the photo book.

My mom is on the phone, but turns to look at me and says: "Aww look at those anorexic boys."

The person on the phone asks what she was talking about.

My mom replies, "Just Olivia and her Korean boys."

I am dead.