I went Christmas shopping with my friend D. today, in search of stocking stuffers and an escape from the confines of our respective apartments. We found ourselves in front of the Tom Ford counter, and she gave me the eye. "Didn't the guy wear...?" "Yeah. He did. But I am not thinking about him. Definitely... Continue Reading →
Someone hold the anxious overachiever before she implodes.
God, I am a bit of a mess today. Actually, I'm not, I'm perfect, I'm exceeding expectations. My life is pretty neatly managed at the moment, I've got my shit together. I worked incredibly hard, it paid off. I also just want to cry a little- but I can't, because my makeup looks flawless. I... Continue Reading →