Sunday, Sunday, Sunday
Drunken revelry, a missed Jude Law sighting, and microdermabrasion from a jar. The weekend's gone and I still feel like I have a million to-do's for to-day.
You're all missing out - I'm downloading the smarmiest of George Michael songs - his latest, "Flawless (go to the city)." Makes me feel fashionistically urban.
2004-10-03 | 10:40 p.m.
