I fell really, really ill this week. It's terrible.
Last night, all I had the energy to do was sip a giant bottle of Sprite, nosh on some mashed potatoes and gravy from local joint Jak's Tap and flip through my telephone book -sized copy of Vogue's September issue.
I'm currently expending all of my fashion energy by contemplating to wear for work and a date to the theater after. I totally scored us seats (center floor) for the private dress rehearsal performance of Broadway Chicago's Red at the Goodman Theater tonight. My husband is so excited, he put on his snappiest suit and accessories this morning.
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