The sun is shining and I guess you could say I'm the whitest girl at the party. My recent trip to Palm Springs came with a few things – warm temps, a five-star resort and some hot hot sun! As a total sun baby you can bet that the swimsuit was packed and I was on a mission to catch some serious rays to defray my Casper status. Hey, it may work for the Olsen twins… but not me. . . .
One of the things I superficially love about myself is my hair. After all, for the past three years its been a bit of a "money maker." (humble brag - which apparently is no longer a thing). So when I am able to set aside a little P.I.T. (Personal Improvement Time) a good hair treatment always makes it into the line-up aside from the quick post gym wash or the 10 minute quick hair dry that I seem to always be tugging through. Two weekends ago (I know time flies in NYC!) I got to indulge . . .
I'm back - with my blonde ponytail between my legs but back. I know - last week was equivalent to this song, and it's taken me the weekend to recover but hey that's a PR girls life for you, sometimes we just have to play the Houdini every once in a while. . . .
It's finally summer! I know I may have mentioned my love for this season in pretty much every post since June 21st but why not? Between outdoor parties, rooftops and the impending holiday fun at the end of the week - its finally time for some "smooth" sailing. . . .
I don't have great skin. Confession - I've actually been struggling with my skin since high school (puberty - so cute...) but after years of trial and error I have the concealer thing down. However as the season change and New York swaps its 'igloo for incubator' identity I find myself "faced" with a new uphill battle... . . .