other wise known as a cold stimulus headache commonly caused by the quick consumption of ice cream. this can also take hold while walking through downtown brooklyn on an early monday morning in the dead of winter. no joke -- six degrees at sunrise! so needless to say i'm blaming the arctic chill for my less than optimal brain function today, realizing that this also might have something to do with too much red wine, espresso and sambuca in the last 24 hours. nothing like hitting the ground running. a random flurry of thoughts have descended all at once so i'll just stick with sharing some glossy fashion images for now and get back on the wagon tomorrow.
{j'adore dior}
i'd be the belle of the ball in one of these.
if i was invited to a ball that is.
{dressed to kill:rooney mara as lisbeth salander}
i'm deeply committed to my russian novel but truly addicted to this series.
i wonder if david fincher will and would have made stieg proud.
stay warm y'all. defrost with a cup of hot cocoa or {in my case} herbal tea. tomorrow promises to be a balmy thirty-six and besides the {BF} informs me that we are less than six weeks away from golf weather. i welcome this as much as chocolate ice cream on a warm summer's day. the makeshift tee {in our living room} and the sound of the ball hitting the wall is driving me crazy.
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