I had a day off last week, and it was THE best. Exhaustion has never fancied me. And the bags under my eyes, no matter how existent they really are to others, are definitely there. And the flat, un-blowdried, un-loved hair has been a roughfest. But what can I do when sleep becomes more precious than beauty? YIKES. WHAT HAVE I BECOME? (Don't worry this will in no way be a thing. It's over. As of now. Beauty first...?)
So needless to say, it was thoroughly appreciated and spent in the best way possible. Eating Belgian waffles and drinking cappuccinos in a little café with my Mom and sisters. La la la. Take me back.