flossin' at conde'

Sorry I haven't had much time to write. I'm just lounging around, getting mani/pedis and legitimizing a banana for a meal. The "clackers" are everywhere. (noun. a high fashion, sophisticated girl, always wearing the new Chanel or Yves Saint Laurent. Someone who knows the difference between the colors black and onyx)

I had to get a steak for my boss earlier, and she subsequently threw it in the garbage and chastised me for an hour or two.



Totally joking. I'm swamped though. And now I want a steak.