Hey, remember me? Your 2010 leading candidate for Worst Blogger Ever? Suffice it to say, these last few weeks have been something of a crazy time in Spinachland. (A crazy, mostly good time, but -- I offer as example -- because of some very intense projects I've been working on, the day of my last post, May 23, was my last day off until this weekend. That is 25 days straight of 14-hour days. I'm tired just thinking about it.) Some day, we'll have a beer and I'll tell you all about it.
In the meantime! My goal is to be less of a delinquent blogger, starting now. Truthfully, this is always one of my least favorite times of year to write about fashion -- the stores have pretty much the dregs of spring sale stuff, plus some pre-fall stuff, but who wants to think about sweaters when it's 90 degrees out? But here's a few things of note lately:
-- The adorable Jamie of The Beauty of Life blog did a fun q&a with me in which I had to name my favorite beauty and fash stuff (for example: Benefit Erase Paste = life-changing in the quest to hide undereye circles).
-- It was my birthday yesterday! I thought maybe I'd get some fancy shoes, but -- thanks to the aforementioned June shopping issues, which I face every year -- I opted to get myself an iPad instead. (Happy birthday to meeee.) The gals took me out for ridiculous country line dancing escapades, which was beyond awesomely fun, and not just 'cause I got to wear cute cowboy boots.
-- I have been working a lot in Houston lately, which is not overwhelmingly exciting, except for Neiman Marcus. Going to Neiman Marcus in Texas is like going to Prada in Italy. On the home turf, everything is bigger and fancier and better stocked. (And incidentally, if anyone has any Houston shopping/dining/etc tips, I'd love them. I'm ready to move on from the Galleria -- aka Biggest. Mall. Ever! -- and would love to check out new spots.)
--No, I could not resist a cowboy picture.
--OK, more soon. The iPad beckons, as does the new fall/winter issue of Vogue Collections. Whee.
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