Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE hanging in bed. And sleeping in. And watching movies cuddled in blankets (and socks on the odd occasion). What I do NOT like, is being forced to stay in bed because some boring, annoying bug decides to strike you down. Which is exactly what happened, well, last week (and NIGHTMARE: during the Emmies). All the Superfoods in the world (thank you Spirulina, I quit our friendship) didn’t prevent the ultimate physical meltdown (if I’m not in the mood to wear heels, I know it’s really serious).
Thankfully I have the best friends ever, always by my side, even when I’m a snotty mess, going nowhere, waiting patiently until the overdose of vitamins taken (or overdose of Vogue issues consumed) kicks in and I’m all ready to get goofy again. Glad to say that this way getting on the mend never takes long really, which is an utter blessing, so I can't overdosed on old Magnum episodes ever again.
Might take some time now until I’m recovering from the nightmares about 80's pointy-toe heels though. That, and calling Boyfriend "Higgens" continuously. So off againg (my excuses): have to dash to see the re-run of the Emmies.
xxx
Today’s shoes are Fersengold.
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