It's February and I have stopped making sense.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Of frippery and freaking out. It's February.
Three weeks to Baltimore and I'm officially freaking out full-time. Fortunately, my freak out has, so far, been full of frills and frippery and flowers. McGluey (If you stay up late with me, you too will receive a nickname - perhaps even a Grey's-Anatomy-inspired nickname. Which? seemed super-hilarious last night. Because he's a hottie? Get it? A hot-glue gun? Onevermind.) and I adhered pin-backs to all of these lovelies into the wee hours....