I can’t believe a whole week has passed since I last posted. Truly…”Life is but a quick succession of busy nothings.”
I’ve been trying to up my wine tolerance. My attempts have been laughable. It takes one glass of wine at night to knock me out. Alcohol has clearly become my new worst enemy.
I’ve been due for a trim for about 3 months or so. My hair had been getting obnoxiously long, shapeless and a bit too heavy for my liking. So I happened upon this cute salon in Costa Mesa called Hush Hush Bang Bang. If you’re ever in the area and want a great cut, ask for Jade. She’s the knees!
I’ve been having the strangest dreams lately. I’ll blame it on the white wine nightcaps. Anyway, a lot of my ol’ Texas friends have been showing up in my dreams with a major emphasis on how much they’ve missed me. It’s got me wondering upon waking…should I call these people? Should I be making more of an effort to keep in touch? Does this mean that in reality I really miss them?
On a less creepy note, I’m in the market for undereye concealer. And a summer jacket.