“I love to have a glass of wine now and again, but going out and downing sugary cocktails isn’t fun for me. And drinking is so much more expensive,” says Debbie Schwartz, a 28-year-old reality-show production manager who recently moved to New York from Los Angeles. Her job is relentless—15-hour days spent coordinating a million moving pieces, managing expenses, setting production schedules, and mollifying gimme-gimme talent. Her company just slashed her budget in half, which has left Schwartz scrambling to cut costs so that she won’t have to lay off employees. After work, she can’t think of anything she’d rather not do than throw on a pair of heels and some makeup to hit the local bars. “I’ll go to the gym for an hour, then come back home and smoke a joint while I listen to jazz and read a book—I just finished The Fountainhead. It’s my moment for myself before I have to get up and do it all over again tomorrow. It’s my bubble bath,” Schwartz explains. She doesn’t keep her illicit habit under wraps, either. There’s no need, since several people in her office use the same “dealer”—a colleague who takes orders for their department.

via Female Stoners – Women Pot Smokers – Marie Claire.