You know when you are delicately toeing the line between feeling totally a-OK and maybe having the bubonic plague, and the difference between one state and the other, is, like, half an hour of sleep, or maybe a vitamin?
Well, when you are feeling that way, here is what I suggest that you not do: go out until one in the morning, drink really quite a lot of champagne, and then wake up with your children at…oh god, I don’t even know when they’re waking up these days. ALL THE TIME. All the time is when they’re waking up.
So remember how I was all torn about what to do on Saturday night for Valentine’s Day? We did end up deciding to go out. I woke up on Saturday morning feeling a tiny bit sniffly but downed a whole bunch of green tea at lunch, and was like, oh, I’m toooootally fine, I feel great, let’s do it! Woooooooo!
And so we went out with our friends E (pictured above; isn’t her outfit AMAZING? – ay yai, that ear cuff) and L and watched burlesque and drank the aforementioned champagne and ate sushi, and I did feel pretty great, actually (mostly because of the leopard dress, because it’s very hard to wear a leopard dress and not feel pretty great), and then, the next day?
Anyway, this is what the world looks like chez moi at the present moment.
(It’s actually pretty fun.)