I love me a three day weekend. Even if it did involve car repair. I am the proud possessor of lovely new shoes - all high heel, 1940's, they kill my feet, but look damned good new shoes, and glittery eyeliner from MAC. I am such a makeup whore. MAC has new products? Oh, please, slather them all over my face. Because I need glitter eyeliner like a hole in the head. Actually, I highly recommend the glitter eyeliner! It's easily applied, non-messy, and fairly unobtrusive as far as glitter goes.
I bought new pointe shoes,
and sewed the ribbons on, although I didn't have any pink thread, so it looks like little blue ants marching aross my new canvas Sanshas. My teacher hates it. She can bite me. I'm not 13, I'm clearly not going to be a prima ballerina, and I'm wearing the damned things.
I also indulged in much cultural entertainment. I actually
went to the movies, and went to the Getty Museum. And unsurprisingly, have much to say about them both.
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