Because you're in the public eye, and God knows you need to look good.
You see, my dears, even the Commander-In-Chief of the most powerful nation on earth has to get all dolled up on occasion even though he doesn’t want to.
And here is Queen Bets herself smiling in a strangely strained manner, but looking just loverly in those pastels that would make you or me look like an Easter egg.
Greetings, lovely and beautiful people!
PeaceBang is slogging around in that pre-vacation haze, mumbling to herself, slinging things into suitcases, and icing her face to keep an enormous blister from forming.
It all began last night when the cat must have been putting our supernatural amounts of dander and right there in the midst of watching “Mrs. Palfrey At the Clairmont” with her mama, PeaceBang began to itch like mad. When the itching became unbearable she ran upstairs to access a Benedryl (and wondererd for the umpteenth time why the manufacturers insist on packaging it as thought it’s plutonium — GADS that stuff is impossible to open!).
She itched and itched. Her left eye puffed all the way up and she looked like the Elephant Man. In the morning, after nightmares so intense they had her yelling out loud (bringing the cat running in for a psych nurse call), PeaceBang awoke to a red, swollen cheek on the verge of becoming a huge allergy blister.
BUT PeaceBang is not complaining. She’s just tired and hopes she’s arranged for enough coverage while she is away in Guatemala for the next ten days gazing at volcanoes.
PeaceBang will be here,
http://www.larutamayaonline.com/hotels2/antigua/palacio_dona_beatriz.php
and here,
http://www.posadadesantiago.com/
She wishes you much beauty and joy while she is away.
Dearest ones, you will undoubtedly get a chuckle out of this blog written by “Disgruntled Employee.”
I know this gal, and she’s the manager of an upscale cosmetics boutique.
Read and laugh at :
http://thankyouandhaveagoodday.blogspot.com/
Now PeaceBang is going to get back to that 20 page paper she’s hacking away at, and looking sadly at her nails which are in truly frightening condition.
Ta -ta!
I threw myself out the window. It was the first floor, but still.
I am currently lying in the bushes in the fetal position, quietly wailing. Soon the neighbors will be alarmed and call 911. I will be too tangled in the Christmas lights for the paramedics to do anything for me. It will be very tragic. I will only leave the bushes if Tim Gunn comes and pays me a personal visit and comforts me.
My last post was accidentally deleted (there’s a lot of that going on today!) but thank you for your sympathetic comments. We share pain today.
When Laura’s collection came down the runway I thought “That’s a world I want to live in.” Was the music not the most kicking thing EVER? Not to mention her GORGEOUS creations? I also loved much of Uli’s line, and was practically in tears with my sister about Michael’s regression. Wha’ happint? But as he said, he’s young. He’s got time.
I guess it’s Jeffrey’s Japanese Fairytale, and we just live in it.
waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I feel sorry for you if you’re not experiencing our simply gorgeous New England autumn, but you can fake it here:
http://everafterstore.com/aunt_sadies_candles.html
The pumpkin pie and the red delicious apple scent will bring you right into PeaceBang’s home for Thanksgiving. It works even better if you fill the house with friends and hang out in the kitchen cooking good things.