...why one might ask? well... it's pushing 7pm, the sun is still a-shining, all my windows are open (hello 57 degrees!) and i have a lovely glass of shiraz keeping me company. i'm not going to lie... there's not much else a girl could want on a sunday evening.
especially when that sunday is the closer of a pretty awesome weekend. and... especially when that weekend involves WIG PARTIES.
After the Rapunzel night, I don't think I can ever look at fake hair again. My neck hurts just thinking about that braid.
ReplyDeleteI love the time change, though hate the lost hour of sleep. It screws me up for a week!
ReplyDeletePlease tell us more about the WIG party!
I had my doors open last night and it was wonderful.