And apparently for me it means laundry and catching up on magazines.
~happy mardi gras~
My Sunday took a turn for the lazier when I decided to bring The Boyfriend with me to the grocery store. This is when I find things like $20 bison jerky or a family sized box of Fruity Pebbles in my cart. He discreetly puts them in, I less discreetly toss them out.
But here we are, 9am on Sunday, with King Cake and Mardi Gras beer (which tastes like cheap beads mixed in with poor choices).
While packing for my New Orleans trip, i.e. shopping at Urban Outfitters, I found this amazing Deepa Gurnani headband to add to my ever-growing headband collection.
I have several of his pieces and am absolutely obsessed. A friend of mine owns a boutique that retails his headbands and jewelry and told me he started by doing couture beadwork for Alexander McQueen and Fendi, etc.
Thankfully mine was only $32.
I figure this will be perfect for Mardi Gras.
As The Boyfriend said, “put on your princess hat and let’s go”.
After non-stop traveling the last several weeks, my hair needed a re-do.
I leave tomorrow for Mardi Gras and wanted to make sure my hair was as blonde as it could be. My track record for catching beads as a brunette is pretty dismal (zero to date), so I’m hoping this will be the catalyst that changes everything.
So almost three hours of Cosmo/Vogue/InStyle reading later…
I’m ready for more travel.
New Orleans here I come.