#tbt and #ftt. Can’t wait for fun on the water in Wilmingon this weekend. (Just made up #forwardthinkingthursday)
“ew. I would never feature drop ceilings in an engagement picture.”
- thing I wine-said while catching up on Facebook. lock me up in a place far, far away from Bravo and E!
I didn’t have any clean workout clothes so what would any other reasonable human do?
iPhone interstitials and sound effects aside, DYING FOR THE RICH KIDS OF BEVERLY HILLS.
You’ll pry my Oxford comma from my cold, dead, and lifeless hands.
signed on Facebook to see that I got some chats from WDIII while he had connectivity yesterday(!). He posted an update to his blog and there’s nothing that can make you feel better about having to run all your things through a hot dryer cycle in preparation for a visit from the exterminator than reading about a firsthand experience of someone with a bush rat living in his rafters.