Look at me all thinking optimistically that I’m going to get some rest this weekend. Ha. But really, I think only 50% of me wants it – the physical part that needs to sleep off my injuries.
Some backstory? I briefly mentioned that I had some battle scars from Key West. Well, even though I didn’t get them checked out, I may have cracked a rib since I’ve been in pain 24/7 almost two weeks ago. Hurts to breathe every second kind of pain. But alas, as with most things, there isn’t much I can do but rest and wait it out. Yay for growing older and more fragile! My mind isn’t prepared for this.
Since I’m not one to follow my better judgement, let me just ignore my pain for a moment and hop into some Friday Favs, linking up with my blonde blogger babe Amanda.
I can’t deal with the awesomeness that is Apple Music and Beats1 radio right now. But ok, let me pick just one song for this week. I’ve been in a mellow mood this week, so here’s “Weathered” by Jack Garratt. Also this video is everything sweet and heart-warming.
Unfortunately you won’t get this unless a. you watch the Bachelorette and b. you watch The League. So for those of you who
are awesome and watch, this is for you!
Ok my Rag & Bone booties MAY win this but I’ve been on the fence about this bad boy for almost years now. When I saw it on sale ($240 off!) as the only viable selection on Amazon’s Prime Day, I snagged it faster than my cat snags an opportunity to literally walk all over me. (Just nod your head with that one, mmk? He’s 19 pounds and counting. A damn TLC show or something. I’m rambling.)
I purchased this new shade from MAC (snob) courtesy of the lovely Pamela via the also gorg Biana. When two bloggers tell you to get a lipstick, you snag that shit faster than I snag a gallon of mimosas at a bottomless brunch. Side note: why so many analogies today? Sorry. Not sorry?
Since we’re gonna roll with this goofball mood I’m in, here’s a Friday gif for you. Pretty much how I felt about watching the Suicide Squad trailer. Also, how do I sign up to be as hot as Margot? Anyone? Btw, watch the trailer. It’s gonna be good, kids!
I’ll be impressed if you made it through this post I wrote whilst drinking bourbon last night. Which brings me to my weekly PSA: Don’t giggle when you walk down the aisle of Walgreens and read “adult undergarments” on the sign, out loud. And don’t tell your mom (who’s on the phone) “I DON’T HAVE A WALGREENS CARD, MOM” in front of the checkout man. He’ll giggle. And you’ll feel like a loser.
Cheshire Kat, over and out.