They say that girl ya know she act too tough tough tough

wearing DIY bleached denim cutoffs, Zara tee, BF ruins neon wayfarers, RenegadeLovers Ma-long bag

What an insane week! I'm still dizzy from the overwhelming liquor flood (4pm Patron hots), the city sunrise, hours of rush hour shopping (while handcuffed to someone) and insane sleep deprivation.. the last 5 nights were just what I needed. Thank god I dressed comfortably every night I was out, boots & jeans are just a better option for running around the city after a few drinks - much easier to navigate than in stilettos and party dresses. Physically, my body is crying out for a self imposed liquor ban, but mentally the excess everything is what took care of my mental reset. Just keep the Patron away from me, please!

I seem to be spending so much time at the domestic airport, the guards already greet me by my first name. Weird. No wonder I'm always so broke.. what once was my shoe allowance turned into bikini allowance and now into my travel funds. Time to stay home and enjoy my new place! I'm staying put. Basta.

On the day of hangover #1 (out of 4) I somehow managed to find my way to the mall to meet my Ingrid and her hubby, and allowed them to stuff me full of steak, in order to get my brain going.. but it was really the food court beer that saved my life and revived my two brain cells. Clearly the old, curb hugging, squat popping, canned beer guzzling, cigarette hanging out of the corner of my mouth city slicker still lives deep inside of me.. Also, who knew you could spend so much money on buying things for a small bedroom? I never thought buying wire hangers, pillows, tupperwares and dish racks could be so much fun..