Tory Burch sunnies, Zara bracelet, Mango ring, Tocca Cleopatra perfume
For the past few weeks (months, is probably more accurate), I’ve been hiding away from the end of the week night life that goes on around me. And of course by “end of the week” I mean “everyday” because this is NYC and nobody gives a cow whether they are hitting up the bar on a Tuesday night or a Friday night (Last winter with a few of my friends, I went out to Bathtub Gin on a Wednesday night and the place was packed hazardously to capacity).
I’m afraid I’ve turned into a rather dull and lethargic person. I’m hoping that once this semester ends and I’ve got a little more free time I’ll start to pick up the pace. In the meanwhile, I’ll be sitting here with my vitamin C, flipping through the Mango catalog for a few quiet minutes before I have to rush off to get some work done.
Nobody said productivity was easy.