because apparently, I never smile in my GPOYs. there. are you happy now?
not nearly my love, not nearly
GPOY sometimes a girl has a rough week but then she gets a haircut and things seem better. (Taken with picplz.)
Spring is in the air, braids are in my hair, I’m sure I was saying something very important. #haircutfinallytomorrow (Taken with picplz.)
Looking forward to the morning commute. (Taken with picplz.)
also, shoes. (Taken with picplz.)
Red Carpet = Red Cocktail (Taken with picplz.)
So, my quick trip to SF in February is a go. If any of my Bay Area friends want to meet up, maybe something cheap and casual, late lunch or early dinner, we should plan something. I was going to suggest brunch, but I don’t know how late or crazy the party the night before will be. I’d rather not plan something that I might sleep through. You all know how to reach me or reblog or talk amongst yourselves and tell me where to show up, right? I’d love to see some of your lovely faces.
my attendance at my friend’s birthday party is a surprise (the good kind! no, really!) so I am unable to post anything about my plans to be in SF that weekend on Facebook. I’m going to just keep reposting here.
GPOY it’s Golden Globes day and I’m wearing my formal jammies for the Red Carpet. my cousin (and one of my top 10 favorite people ever) is coming over to watch with me. she’s bringing Thai take out. I’m house sitting in the super-burbs, they have plenty adult beverages. I don’t have to go anywhere until work tomorrow at 11. brb, putting on my borrowed jewels.