- trying my hardest to avoid chocolate, with terrible results.
- laughing at The Man Repeller.
Just because you won't be at shows doesn't mean you shouldn't wear the furry wedge-booties, labial sweater and virtually anything Opening Ceremony that you've been coveting but seem to have nowhere to wear. To quote the ever eloquent and highly respected Hilary Duff, "Why not? Take a crazy chance. Why not? Do a crazy dance."
...This way, when your man friend says "What the fuck," you can refute: "It's fashion week, jackass."
- wearing Becca Beach Tint (I now have three copies of March Madison).
- watching Keeping Up With The Kardashians - I know, I know.
- on the hunt for work clothes (so frustrating) and the perfect cape (inspired by Rachel Bilson).
- trying to teach Luca how to sit
- listening to Paramore
- wearing black eyeliner, as I 'fixed' my Stila Smudge Pot - it now looks like this:
and reading Steig Larsson's Millennium trilogy - so good!
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