Well alright. First week of December and I’m beginning to feel my year starting to gently wind down. Finishing off a couple of work assignments, trying to get some notes and proposals out, and then I’m heading for Toronto, and then down south. In the meantime the slowing pace means coffee with Mom and Dad, benefit concerts with Len and MC, tipsy lunches with my agent, spa Saturdays and chic bites with Myr, friendly tea with a cute boy, and soon three weeks of sun and relaxation.
The trick to not putting on weight at this time of year, and over the holidays, is to book that beach-time in the weeks immediately following all the Christmas feasting. The beach body is a-ready, my friends. Putting in the extra effort on the calorie-burning front, as well as on the brownie-declining front. Need more advice on how to avoid putting on those winter pounds? Get Celiac’s disease and stop being able to eat many of the things that make you wobbly and dimply. Poof! Easy!
Still on a big Florence and the Machine binge (picked up Lungs and Ceremonials on vinyl). I tell ya, that woman is giving me some kind of awakening. Getting the blood moving, you know? Much needed after several months with my head buried in a pile of work. Listening to Lover to Lover over the last few days and I tell ya it makes me wanna put on some bold red lipstick and shave my legs while smoking a cigarette. It also makes me wanna repeatedly say things like “I tell ya.”
Except I’m not taking up smoking.
But I picked up some YSL bold red lips today and (wait, checking….)… yup, I suppose it wouldn’t kill me to shave my legs.
