Sick from San Fran

I’m writing this from my death bed. Ok, i’m being dramatic but I am seriously suffering. San Francisco, you did not disappoint. I feel like I got there in less than a second, special thanks to my favorite airline, Virgin America. The screaming baby sitting directly behind me, was drowned out by my chardonnay that…

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Last Minute Las Vega$ Trip

Reeny and I decided to spontaneously venture to Veygaus for una noche. My inner CR (Club Rat) was calling, so we decided we would visit our fave person: The Stylist LA. Her dresses inspired us not go to Greystone Manor, but rather make the drive to the desert for a night at XS/ Marquee. Reeny…

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