Hello Lavish Land!
Summer is ending and Fall is quickly approaching. Some (including me) are excitedly awaiting this change of season while others dreading less sunny days and more layers of clothing.
As I prepare my closet for the impending weather change…adding cardigans and scarfs while subtracting sleeveless maxis and short sexy shorts…you know, tedious stuff like that… I began to think how life is just like my ever exploding closet (Sorry Husband).
Hello Lavish Ones!!!!
I am having a debate with one of my friend girls (that is my grandmother’s word for…girlfriends). We are discussing whether it is better to “hash it out” after an argument/disagreement or to completely hush. Friend Girl says “talking it out” is the only way to truly solve an issue plus it limits the possibility of creating a larger problem. She thinks hashing it out right then and there with no time lapse is the answer!
I hope all is beautiful, Lavish Loves!
Let’s talk about favorites. My favorite obsession is a favorite every glamorous girl I know…the almighty jumpsuit. Who in the world does not love a good jumpsuit? An outfit all in one…the grown woman’s version of an infant onesie! Every woman I know has at least one in her closet. But of course, you know I own a few more (Uggghhh..ME). Note to self…I need to get an accurate count when husband is out of the house.
Greetings Lavish Ones!
What do you do when life is giving a supermarket cart full of lemons? Many say make lemonade; I say to choose JOY.
I became a Girl Boss this year. My new position is demanding (at times), challenging (sometimes), rewarding (all the time). I go full throttle most of the day and some of those days extremely long. Is a 14 hour work day long? Then yes…some days are long! The mere fact that my dream came true is wonderfully and amazingly crazy to me!
My favorite has been and will always be one of my favorites. Actually, it is a every day staple. My life would be quite sad if I did not have my constant companion by my side. This companion’s name is Louis…to be exact Louis Vuitton. Louis has been with me through so much. Good times…there is good ole Louis to join in the laughs. Trying times…Louis is readily available with a tissue, pain reliever, or a sleeping pill. Husband does not quite understand how Mr. Vuitton fits into our retirement plan; therefore, he is not impressed (insert confused emoji face). I do not understand how hammers, wrenches, and screwdrivers fit either (insert indifferent emoji).