You may have noticed I have noticed I was largely off the grid for most of last week. Not because I wanted to be, but because my day job has been insane and for the first time in more than three years, I couldn't do it all. But that doesn't mean that I haven't been up to shenanigans. I just haven't had time to properly report on them. Last week, I was on a TV shoot that took me to Santa Monica, where I did not get to see enough of my West Coast friends. But after reading everything that happened to me, they are probably glad we ended up NOT having dinner after all.
And could have possibly been confused for a donkey.)
What makes this so memorable, besides actually throwing up unexpectedly in front of a group of fancy people, who were much cooler than me and also still eating, is the fact that no one noticed. I snagged my director's napkin from his unsuspecting lap and my grabbed my own and proceeded to vom silently at the table. My mom would be so proud, not to mention how she would remind everyone that she had intended to name me Grace, for obvious reasons. The next day, when I confessed to Art that I have accidentally yacked at the table, he high-fived me for stealth vomiting. Sorry, Tony. That is the truth about where your missing napkin went. Only me.
I am nothing if not graceful at all times.
Sadly, I walked most of the way to B, before recalling my directional issues.)
On Thursday, I met up with two of my favorite beauty peeps, Amber from Beauty Junkies Unite and Robyn from Purely Cosmetics. They were both super sweet to drive all the way to visit me. I had met the lovely Amber last year, but never Robyn. Of course they are both incredibly kind, lovely women and it only took fifteen minutes for us to make our way to a makeup counter (and start talking constantly about Paula from Older Girl Beauty!). Immediately, we honed in on some new Rouge D'Armani Sheers. The colors were gorgeous and I immediately fell in love with three of them. Lucky for me, Robyn has been following my peachy obsession and reminded me that I only needed two of the colors, as I had just written about something exactly like the third. I walked away with only two colors, both of which were promised to wear for eight hours. I told the gentleman working the counter that if he was lying, I was coming back for him. If I get two hours out of these sheers, I'm lucky. If you see him, please tell me I'm coming back for him and that eight hours of wear is akin to something my dad used to call "horse pucky". But still, the colors are really, really pretty.
We ended the evening at Sephora (and Pinkberry), where I let Robyn spray paint my hair in-store with the new Rita Hazan highlights. I'm not sure I loved the results, but it was hard to tell from the giggling, picture-taking and already highlighted hair. Oh, hey Robyn, can I borrow that photo you took? I'm hoping you say ok...
Now, I'm home, happy to see Loxy and the furkids and ready to catch up on all of the beautiful things I missed while I was away!
* I didn't know it when I shot this, but people were getting freaky on the beach when we were scouting our location. Yeah, that's them in the background.
** Get it? A Loose Seal? Like the one that took Buster's arm?
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