Barb and John, the parentals, are taking their children (ie, MEEEEE) and the spouse/sig other to Paris for Christmas/New Years Eve. Boom.
I'm going to spend the whole vacay looking like this girl, albeit less attractive.
I have all, literally every, component of this outfit. Yet, we look dissimilar in the ensemble.
Weird.
I'm not gearing up for Coachella, a la Kate, BUT...
We are churning out a new collection for Couture as. we. speak.
HOLY FEETBALLS.
Yoga this morning was tough. It served as a life lesson of sorts. Like, no matter how often you practice at something, new challenges will always arise or something.
Namaste, lovers.
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