Today, I am at my office… in a short mod dress and leggings, a cardi and flats, looking competely work inappropriate AGAIN, and I don’t care. You know why? Because we are only here until 12:00!!! And no Big Boss Man! And I am rocking Warpaint because they are my new fave band.
Thanksgiving is this Thursday and I cannot wait!! OMG. Its totally going to ruin my gym routine, which I need to address publicly. I have decided to utilize a trainer at the Houstonian Lite, the new gym I joined. Bitch be mean. She yells and hurts me and makes me feel like I am Rosie Goddamn O’Donnell. And I love her for it, despite the fact that I am cancelling her appointment today because the neighbors kept me out WAY too late drinking wine in the courtyard. Jeebs. Annnyway, back to the foodstuffs – Mom is making the full spread – turkey, ham, mashed potatoes, dressing, corn, rolls, and all of it smothered in COUNTRY DAMN CROCK. I am so pumped. And I get to see the fam, of course, and BONUS – the little sis is bringing her new beau, so I plan on being wine drunk and heckling the poor chap. Should be fun all around.
Hope all of my loyal readers (all two of you) have a stellar holiday, whilst I continue the bizarre rom com my life has become. (LB and I are discussing casting now. So far, we have Natalie Portman, Greg Kinnear, Parker Posey, Ben Gibbard, and Ray Lamontagne. It’s a pretty indie imagined flick). I will leave you with more Warpaint, because its my jam, and the pic above, because who does’t like a pimp in festive holiday red.
Hoping no one’s getting all felt up by the TSA,