I have vacation brain.
The right side is attempting to sober up from the long weekend while the left side is musing over these…..
J Crew is joining our domestic soil…Yorkdale Summer 2011
Glitter Toms. If you know me you know that glitter makes me giddy
A truck that delivers “fresh” carbs. Yes please!
A clutch bigger then my skirt and coral shoes
A reason to keep breathing.
I’m painfully getting my sh*t composed, day by day my symptoms of vacation brain are ceasing. Until I get back to myself I ask forgiveness for my lame-O posts.
5 Ways To Tell You Have Vacation Brain:
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you spent the entire weekend in a carb and cocktail induced coma
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your partner talks to you and you pretend to listen but really could give a sh*t what he/she is saying
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you haven’t brushed your hair in 4 days – you just keeping sticking bobby pins in it to keep your fly-aways at bay
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you desire only rich items – carbs (poutine, bread, chips, sundaes), luxurious face serums to reverse the damage of the sleepless weekend and expensive water like Fuji to flush the crap you inhaled
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when you drive somewhere you look at yourself in the rearview and say “huh? how the eff did I get here?”
Do yourself and anyone else in your line of fire a favor; keep to yourself, lie dormant and don’t come public until all symptoms have passed..
Happy Monday, Tuesday!
Jaclyn xo