February 2012
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It's supposed to storm this evening.
I’m wondering if I should reserve a taxi for tonight’s shindig at the Hippodrome (it’s several miles away and I’ll be in a cocktail dress). This is the first time since selling my car over a year and a half ago, that I’ve contemplated a cab service. The rain is coming - black sheer lace and silk slips don’t mix with water well.
I'm pooped.
March begins the busy season here in Charleston, so forgive me if I don’t post much as of late. This week includes a fundraiser, a film premiere, a magazine launch, one of my favorites from NYC coming to town, Brewvivial, a brunch shift, and another fundraiser. Whew.
Also - just realized it’s not even March yet.
Tell your senator to vote for the bipartisan amendment for bicycles!
WatchAdorable dinner party video Monday from Bon Appetempts reminds me, I need more video for the blog.
People are funny. We all just want to be accepted. Once you learn that - you’re free.
I just found myself huffing hot breath (minty fresh!) into the air so it would blow back into my face as I biked. Needless to say, it’s brrrrrr here.
I dreamt that I moved to Chicago for grad school (because everyone needs a second Masters degree, duh) and my bike broke on the first hill* it encountered. Thanks, Chicago.
*(edit) I had no idea Chicago doesn’t have hills! Never been there. Also, I live below sea level, everything with a slight incline is a hill.
