These are some of the things that signify summer's commencement to me, and things upon which I rely and/or abuse until that last ray of summer sunshine fades into a fabulous new fall, and all its addictions. :)
Friends, I am in crisis with this stuff. I am joining L.A. (limeade anonymous) immediately. I've been known to drink a gallon a day. :(
Old Navy flip flops. I mean, come on, they come in my size AND rainbow colors!
OPI nail polish. The perfect complement to the flip flops:
I suppose C.E.A. is in order as well (circle earrings anonymous):
The uber-essential hair claw:
Mine is much much cuter, all Frenchy with polka dots, but a fatsuit nonetheless:
Starbucks iced tea (or coffee, really). Sometimes four times a day. Always unsweetened:
Better than any dessert known to man...unless it's sour or pithy or otherwise shitty:
Breakfast lunch and dinner:
And of course, just when summer bliss peaks, I have another fucking birthday, and whine and cry and start telling everyone I'm 40.
But if you can grit your teeth through my aging process and all the tears and irrational outbursts, have a great summer!