My treat for surviving The Rapture.
Soy Latte and a humongous cinnamon bun from TLRH.
And yes, I bought this knowing I'd be squeezing into both a swimsuit and a bridesmaids dress next week (although not at the same time), and no, I don't care :) If there's one thing the silly non-rapture taught me, enjoy your life! We never know when it's our last day. I have been stopping at bodegas all over NYC to lean down and literally "smell the roses." It's a wonderful way to live and I'm making a concerted effort to remind myself daily.
(Apologies for the cheese-ball post, I'm giddy today because of the sunshine, finally!)
1 comment:
bwahahahahaha!!!
kelly
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